Hand Of The Dead Body (feat. Ice Cube & Devin the Dude)

In world news today Officials decree that rapper Brad Jordan, alias Scarface must be stopped After being monitored by Secret Service agents for two years Evidence leads tobacco and firearms officials to believe That his literally dope lyrics promote drug usage and distribution Degrade women, influence gambling, promote and teach violence And more importantly, it's influencing our minors And destroying our young community Officials say, he's the lord of underground rap Him and his music must be stopped We got this whole motherfucker on a mission Now the whole entire world's gotta try to come up with a quick decision They claim we threats to society And now they calling on the government to try and make somebody quiet For the bullshit they done to me Gangsta Nip, Spice-1 or 2Pac never gave a gun to me So gangsta rap ain't done shit for that I've even seen white folks from River Oaks go get the gat So, why you trying kick some dust up? America's been always known for blaming us niggas for they fuck-ups And we were always considered evil Now they trying to bust our only code of communicating with our people Let's peep the game from a different angle Matt Dillon pulled his pistol every time him and someone tangled So, why you criticize me for the shit that you see on your TV That rates worse than PG? Just bring your ass to where they got me So you can feel the hand of the dead body Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long So now they trying separation And sending black folks in white coats to infiltrate our congregation Tapping into our conversation Saying the message that they give bring forth or premeditation So David's got a silver mag While listening to Brad, David gets pissed and kills his dad David Duke's got a shotgun So, why you get upset 'cause I got one? A tisket a tasket, a nigga got his ass kicked Shot in the face by a cop, close casket An open and shut situation Cop gets got, the wanna blame it on my occupation If you don't dig me, than nigga you can sue me 'Cause the shit that I be saying ain't worse than no western movie Don't blame me blame your man Gotti So you can feel the hand of the dead body Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long You best to free your mind before I free my nine And stop fucking with Devoid of Pop or feel my hot rocks Bang, bang, boom boom, ping, ping, I'm the black White boys got a magazine and don't kow how to act I'll attack and make you vomit Down with Khalid Abdul Muhammad Do he got a brother? I'm it now I'm the illest Wanna kill this house nigga Don Cornelius Can you feel this? You punk niggas make me sick Sucking on the devil's dick, scared of revolution Need to start douching, Houston is the place, I caught a case Them motherfuckers tried to put a scar on my face But I bust two times to the gut Do the Reverend Calvin Butts, got a pair of nuts? I started this gangsta shit in '86, now you dissin' me? For publicity? Isn't he a ho to the third degree? Who, me? I'm a G that like to scrap-a-lot Down with Rap-A-Lot And I can't stop, won't stop So, fuck Bill and Hillary Ice Cube there ain't no killing me Ice Cube, Scarface Dropping on these selling out niggas, doing it like this Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long Nigga don't believe that song That nigga's wrong Gangstas don't live that long