Lyrics:
they'll bitch, they'll fuck you if you're rich
They'll leach, they'll latch, they are the itch you can't scratch
They'll ink your face, tape your
As one dead, another one born
Better give mi weh mi want, make mi gwan
Jah Jah know a disgrace
Whole heap of youth face all over the place
When you see
He lay face down in the desert sand
Clutching his six-gun in his hand
Shot from behind, I thought he was dead
But under his heart was an ounce
Move bitch get out da way
Get out my face
Bitch get out da way
Move bitch get out da way
Get out my face
Bitch get out da way
Move bitch get out da
sont prêts à tirer
Face à face
Que va-t-il arriver?
Quoiqu'on fasse
Les jeux sont faits
Je sais
Cet homme en noir veut le tuer
Tous les regards
six
minutes apart
We laid him face-up on the bar
SECOND CHORUS
And then a five gallon tear, a five gallon
tear
Slowly welled up in his
Wasted time, no need to lie
No need to lie yeah
Pop this seal, waiting to die
Waiting to die yeah
Face this wood, my mind obscured
I need to know
the new night bring you peace
And the promise of tomorrow,
Where we can wake to a new beginning.
Tomorrow I'll all but have lost their faces
My friends
of on the street
Sooner or later the cast will change
Watched my face as it turned to stone
Thinkin' things be better if I went back home
My friends ain't
Feelin' alright with the crew
Feelin' alright with the crew
I've got my blood in my hair
And I want to smash you in the face so
What's the point in
it from Jamaica
Mmhhuhh
Ima fuckin have to face ya
Loud that I'm smoking man I got from Jamaica
Mmhhuhh
Ima fuckin have to face ya
All this fuckin Foo
would it take for you to face every mistake
The story is always the same
But over and over you preach about change
To repeat the past again
Never knowing
If there's a face then I will come today
Hang on to your mother or she might go away
Whose body sings? My body's singing
Whose body sings? My body's
on his face, hit on his hoe
Ain't no race when we get it for the low
Better be humble yeah we on go
Glock 17, but I shoot 34
Hit on his face, hit on his
I got you where i want you, put you in your place
This ain't sneak dissing, ill tell you to your face
Living where i want too, get rid of the snakes
Aye, yeah yeah
Yeaaaaah
Ohh, woah
Lets' go!
Aye
When I'm with you I can't feel my face
I just take these drugs then I start to feel great
So pour me
a Mandrill Monkey
His face is white and blue and brown and orange and black and red
And Marty, Mr. Mandrill Monkey
From his purple behind up to his hairy head
Let me lick that cream off of your chocolate baby
It get stuck to my face like frost baby
Pull the wrapper off you get it all Lil baby
My sweet tooth
I don't see this shit no other way
Niggas always playin in my face
I don't see no other way people always lying in my face
No I don't see other way
show
And every day when you're all a-sleeping
And in the night you see the sun
I'm just a face in a crowd of people
Who want to tell me I'm the only
You've been trapped in the mold
'Cause you've been running in place
And now you're casting a shadow
That's hanging on my face
I see you keeping
face it, baby, things go bump in the night.
Wherever you run and wherever you hide,
Yeah, you gotta face it, baby, things go bump,bump, bump in
brake the old wall
Rewrite
Face! This is reality
Face! This is the love I see
I'm scared to death, but with you today
I'm willing to ride this
soul awakes
I pray to see another day
To hear your laugh and smiling face
You got a hold on me got a hold on me
Every night my soul awakes
I pray to see
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