Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

Yo, I'm goin' straight for your to leave you headless
Eyes of redness, I spray rap to burn the lead tips
Point blank range, I take aim, blow your out the frame
shots'll touch ya, spit ya physical structure

Motherfucker this is lyrical
Path of disaster face Nast, comin' at cha blast
And grabs your last, breath like the asthma
Couldn't less, you approachin' near death
My hollow tips, rip into vest politic, with the fearless

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

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

Tear his ass to his spleen, this is Suicide
Where gats bust, cutthroat, collateral
Gat'll shatter you, feel the pain, it's
Self shit, straight from the hood, the dirty black

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I fame without the bread like I need a hole in the head
Add insult to injury, you can't fuck 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 life, grew up too quick
But kept it tight with my true click, a new flip
Fuck you frontin' for? I 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 down on the
Face on the pavement

You a ride in the ambulance, you catch mad damages
Cock the hammer shit, leave you 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 raps
I rush tracks and oft' act, buck
Army comin' through here nigga, style
you fuck the judge fuck trial

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

Hit you the fireworks, you see the stars bangin'
I really bang you and prepare you for God's
It's not on humble but shit you can't come through
Nigga try to blow he go and now you know

from the furious, eeriest
Dead serious, hysterias, fillin' ya,
With nervousness, for your
We cuttin' off your and deaden ya purposes

We them niggaz you fuck with, rain or shine
All mics I slain yo' kind, changed the
Of those thinkin' of theyrself, next
Is etched, in stone, you motherfuckers gettin'

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