The Last Of A Dying Breed/Visiting The Shrink (Skit) - Scarface

I don’t remember much about bein born\nBut I do remember this: I was conceived on February 10th\nComplications detected in my early months of balling\nAround my sonogram you could see the evil was swarming\nThe hassle, was it what the world was seeking in a child?\nThe doctors wanted me out, my mama’s in denial\nThen I kicked her and gently rubbed my hands across her stomach\nTold her: «Keep em off me, mama, I’m coming, I’m comin»\nNow I guess I must of been the reason mama couldn’t sleep\nInterrupted her peace, but it was time for me to eat\nAnd since carrying me caused all that swimming in your feet\nJust know that I’m thankful, I’ll let you feel it with my heartbeat\nAll the doctor visits and physicians moving me around\nYou could sense my discomfort in every other ultrasound\nAnd I’m running out of room in here, steady sliding down\nThen she opened up her legs and pushed me out (pushed me out)\n(nigga, nigga never die\nBlackface, shining eye)\nWhen I awoke I recall them walking out my nose\nScreaming at the top of my lungs, freezing cold\nWrapped me up in blankets after dressing me in clothes\nThen I met the? that I owed\nAt 3 o’clock, what-what, nine seven o\nWas the birth of a dying species, and this I know\nThe truth was in my bloodline, planted in my seed\nThe last of this motherfucking breed\nThe last of this motherfucking breed