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Untouchable (feat. Roger Troutman)
8,915
Hip-Hop/Rap
Untouchable (feat. Roger Troutman) was released on March 11, 1997 by Rap-A-Lot as a part of the album The Untouchable
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Release DateMarch 11, 1997
LabelRap-A-Lot
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Scarface
Scarface
Performer
Roger
Roger
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scarface
Scarface
Songwriter
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Scarface
Scarface
Producer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Producer
N.O. Joe
N.O. Joe
Producer

Lyrics

It's on and once again I come to you with rough shit
Gangsta bust shit when motherfuckers wanna fuck with
The mastermind of bringing what you're singing to life
Awakened by the sounds of **** screaming at night
Cover your eyes, I leave you face to face with your maker
The time taker, entered your mind so now I break ya
No running from it, you should have ran before I done it
Cause now I got the loaded 12 gauge up against your stomach
Spark the light and your whole highlights of life
Burned alive, it's all for real so tonight I ignite
And leave you all face down to die
With no will to live, I can see the fear in your eyes
No warning, surprise ****, I come for taking
Your soul to Satan, watching every move that you making
For sure mistaken, if you were hoping for a turnout
Walking away, I heat you up and leave you burnt out
****, I'm hard to kill cause I refuse to die
And can't no man born of woman alive get me
I'm untouchable
Untouchable, out here baby
Untouchable
Untouchable, out here baby
I'm unfuckable
Untouchable, out here baby
Untouchable, out here baby
It's danger, I'm standing in the footsteps of danger
With a loaded MAC-11 stripped with rips in the chamber
The anger, I aim the barrel of the hanger
Deep into the mind of this motherfucking stranger
I change an outlook on living and I leave ya
Frozen, staring into space shaking, seizure
I told ya, the Southside **** roll deep
I showed ya, the Northside **** don't sleep
You're beat, we coming down shooting up your section
You are now witnessing the gangsta shit to perfection
I'm old school OG, **** know me
From slanging eight balls uncut to moving whole keys
Now why these **** wanna test my skills?
I'm a killer and I just kind of steal
Then mix a **** with the millionaire status
And send a motherfucker to Hell when he fucking grab this
The killer instinct that never left me
The Southside still true to the game, Little Lefty
Is back, with shit that motherfuckers can't fade
You're rhyming, but still you motherfuckers ain't paid
So, how can one try to see the unseen
Before you step your ass to the square, no one beam
It's closed curtain, we leaving motherfuckers hurting
It's Rap-a-Lot mafia life, we all working
Punk, we shut you down before you get it started
You can hate it, but I'm gon' get mine and that's regardless
Bitch, I got these **** boo-hooing like hoes
Jealous of the game I obtain and I chose
To exercise to the best of my ability
It ain't no motherfucking killing me
I'm untouchable
Untouchable, out here baby
Untouchable
Untouchable, out here baby
I'm unfuckable
Untouchable, out here baby
Untouchable, out here baby
**** always sleeping
Written by: MIKE DEAN, Scarface
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