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Changing Faces: The Very Best of Rod Stewart & the Faces (Faces) · Changing Faces: The Very Best of Rod Stewart & the Faces (Faces) · Till We Have Faces (Noise Ratchet) · Until We Have Faces (Red) · Till We Have Faces (Over the Rhine) · Until We Have Faces (The Subtle Way) · Two Faces Have I (Lou Christie) · Till We Have Faces (Steve Hackett) · Until We Have Faces (Gösta Rundqvist) · Till We Have Faces [UK] (Steve Hackett) – and 90 other albums »


Kong
Swinging out of a tree
And carrying me
Over that jungle Avenue P
Right!

You don't have to sit
With your face in a droop
On the stoop
Cause
[Chorus - Master P]

[Wish Bone]

Yeah yeah
In the mist of the ghetto
When I fly ride by die
Niggas want to let go
It's a pain just to maintain
But
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody

[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2

[master p]
One by one in this
'cause I may have drowned 
Hotel notepad, three pens for five dollars 
Black, red and blue, recommended by scholars 
On foot, talking loud and telling
spectrum, this done by red man 
With horns on his head, laid down the ill plan 
Got all his helpers, said, "Make it snappy! 
Tell all the people that their
down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one

People still takin'
Castle-D boy, he's down with us
D.J. Red Alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must
I'm number one.

People
Music is supposed to inspire
How come we ain't gettin no higher?

I know you think that you've got it all
And by making other people feel small
Makes you
Umm, uh what the fuck, what time is it?
I swear I parked my car, shit

Aye, light hit my face sun brought the heat
Open my eyes, see my car parked
Umm, uh what the fuck, what time is it?
I swear I parked my car, shit

Aye, light hit my face sun brought the heat
Open my eyes, see my car
the Hiat on P Street nigga,
Been gettin' money nigga,
Seven years strong nigga,
Two platinum albums nigga,
'Bout to be three,
Hey nigga,
That's
(Why do we have to cross over?)
(Why are niggas always crossing over, huh?)
(I mean, what's the matter?)
(They can accept our music as long
I'm Jon Norris with MTV news this hour on music biz
racism and online hate speech - but first, albums have been stickered and banned
and in the past
rush mic's
Disarmed for that gold-piece charm
Red alert, we all alarmed, ready for combat
No contact, counting backwards ten-to-one
Now let me launch
Intro 

The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by 

KRS One. 

Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye 

Widdy bye bye bye bye
is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol something far from
[Chorus:]
Wake you up and as I stare in your... (repeat 4X) 
I wake you up and as I stare in your face you seem stunned
Remember P, the one you
unheard, unseen, the A team 

Murder being provoked face the red beam 

Street hop, excite bike triple my smoke screen 

Sped fast, five hundred crabs
and exchanged some fuck faces
But it wasn't no use for me to rush to buss one cause I wanted her to have a eruption

Sexual eruption (a sexual eruption)
Sexual
A married man? you're out of your head
Sleepless nights, on an H.P. bed
A daddy by the time you're twenty-one
If your happy with a nappy then you're in for
ta
Do a show, act like y'all know. Ghetto millionaire, ship
& guard the dope.

[Master P]
You know me, we have Silkk & P
walking past
"I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph"
(Wow, Mr. Nigga I love you, I have all your albums!)
They stay on nigga patrol
I love you, I have all your albums!..)

They stay on nigga patrol on american roads
And when you travel abroad they got world nigga law
Some folks
might have had a spine
Well it's all bent over
The dayglo nigga gets the red door mat
It's a roller coaster
When your shit's burnt toast
Now Mr. club
to no good the whole world would ask us
And when the girls would walk by we would try to catch their eye
And if they didn't show face we would act