Lyrics:
Face off
You gotta take it off (Hala Hala)
Face off
You gotta take it off (Hala Hala)
Face off
You gotta take it off (Hala Hala)
Nigga take your
about?
I think he terrible, music unbearable
Rippin off Mase with that look on his face (oh man)
I rest my case
Kalis, wow, I hate her so much right
are subliminal, sometimes metaphysical
I teach, not preach, you want a challenge? I'll start dissin you
I go philosophical by topical
Hearin the call,
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered motherfuckers
I told you last album
When I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die young
But
put you in the right mind
Light shines on my spirit, you just getting side lined
NO 2 your album, something like a nitrite
Man I'm far too smart to go
Gotta do what I gotta do
Yeah
Uh, all my exes live in Texas like I'm George Strait
Or they go to Georgia State where, tuition is handled
By
Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
Yeah, this album is dedicated
To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin'
To all the people that lived above the buildings that I
blind us
Define where the lines are
Do not let your silence imply you're alright with the type of agenda they try to prescribe us
Admire, inspired by
Just before the time how we have recognized
Niggers die before our eyes in front of us
Or we hypnotize or memorize i
Are we living for the moment
Its just t before the time how we have recognized
Niggers die before our eyes in front of us
Or we hypnotize or memorize i
Are we living for
Yo I get more props than a movie studio
My rhymes are gore soaked like a film by Lucio
I'll fuck a bitch with an empty gun then shoot her with her
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
to say publicly that I disagree
Faithful are the wounds of a friend
Painful are the wounds, but they'll mend
By Grace for the truth, I'll contend
Because
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
at the desk, Im red pilled and based ya'll are blue Pilled at best
Haha, it's gettin' gruesome and grotesque
Better save ya face - I Blow it right off in the end
what you heard these are words from now Testament
Bring ya squadron and face the Demigodz regiment
I breathe fire, guns are a part of me
Fuck preservin
Co-signed by Alchemist, stamped by Babu
Executive Produced, yours truely, got loot
It's a new day, phones still tapped
Watchin' the crew
They put out one
is a god damn vegetable
Sound stupid as hell blow fireworks
To your face dissing you is a festival
Potato no gang you got smoked by a minor
Saw the ep
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
chart by myself rapping on my own
You man are funny, looking down at you on my throne
You hate me but I know you listen on your headphones
I’m gonna blow
stalker
Words thrillin', so real they're chillin', the hit author
Gettin' louder than a shot gun, you don't want none
Rhyme pays was the name of the album
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