Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

Yo fuck word up man
Who you runnin'
Fuck that, who you runnin'

Yo, I'm goin' straight for your head to leave you
Eyes of redness, I spray rap cats to burn the lead
Point range, I take aim, blow your brain out the frame
Eight touch ya, spit ya physical structure

Motherfucker is lyrical destruction
Path of disaster face Nast, comin' at cha full
And capture your last, breath like the asthma
Couldn't care less, you approachin' death
My hollow tips, rip your vest politic, with the fearless

The devil himself, a rebel in himself trapped in
Assassinate character, slaughter ya
more holes, in your Nautica, fuck all of ya
What? MCs, yeah, callin' ya

like a nigga with six months to live
On the edge of life, wouldn't twice, to make a sacrifice
Do a heist, ya niggaz ain't true to life, my whole crew is
So bring your wildest reppin' for your team

his ass to his spleen, this is Suicide Queens
Where gats bust, cutthroat, cross
Gat'll shatter you, the pain, it's unimaginable
Self shit, from the hood, the dirty black shit

Rap shit, get your back ripped, plus the gat
it and cock it bag, on thirty-two tracks
Murder you in raps, let my dogs bust the cats
leave the best dead, I stay breast-fed
And I die, be handcuffed, to my deathbed

Face down on the
Face down on the
down on the pavement
Face down on the

Sticky Fingaz sneak up, when you expect it
I never fuck pussy that's yeast
Fuck a fry, make me think irrational
If I think you schemin', you know I'm blastin' you

I'm too raw, is you out you gourd?
I cut through any challenger, top or amateur
You'd rather be in the projects butt-ass a hundred G's cash
And no gun, to fuck with Sticky, Fredro 'n Son

You lookin' at one desperate nigga, you shouldn't mess
I had a scared to remove a bullet from yo' intestine
'Member when I tested, this manhood
To see if he was a true nigga, so I out my gun

Gave some dramatic ass then, pulled the trigger
Ha ha, empty, joke on you Jack
He cold pissed his pants, his cover, he a New Jack
You know where I'm comin' from, most my niggaz pump 'n

And it's time to dump and run
I jump the gun or get cold feet, I hold heat
Y'a niggaz don't know me in six I made up four years
Got shit for your ears
Sorry that I never felt yo fingertips made of Velcro

You talkin' like it's a little game
That's now how we get Beef is my middle name
So don't die nonsense, I ain't got no conscience
out your face you gettin' shot, everything I'm spittin' hot

I need fame without the bread I need a hole in the head
Add to injury, you can't fuck with me
Guess that's not your cup of tea I'm star I meet
If you are what you eat, the rookies
Rejects, plainclothes and

I had a hard life, grew up too
But kept it with my true click, startin' a new flip
Fuck you frontin' I seen your bag with your tail between your leg
Afficial Nast in the house mean you dead

Face on the pavement
Face on the pavement
Face on the pavement
Face on the pavement

You a ride in the ambulance, you catch mad damages
Cock the hammer shit, you Lost like Angeles
You brick or stucco or paper machete
Whatever you got, get taken away, you're today

Trust that, it's time to crush cats, when I bust
I rush tracks and oft' act, wild
Army comin' here nigga, truck style
Fuck you fuck the fuck trial

I'm niggaz shattered egos, I keep foes
Or a pet bet they small threat, 'em eat those
goes my depth, sleep hoes get wet
If that ain't enough, we through and hose your shit

Hit you with the fireworks, you see the bangin'
I really bang you and prepare you for Angels
It's not on humble but some shit you can't come
try to blow he gotta go and now you know

Experience the furious, eeriest
Dead serious, hysterias, ya, interior
With nervousness, for services
We cuttin' off your circulation and ya purposes

We them niggaz you can't fuck with, or shine
All I slain yo' kind, changed the mind
Of thinkin' of playin' theyrself, next
Is etched, in stone, you motherfuckers gettin'

down on the pavement
Face down on the
Face on the pavement
Face on the pavement