Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

Yo that word up man
Who you runnin'
that, who you runnin' wit?

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

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

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

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

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

Rap shit, get your ripped, plus the gat spit
Load it and cock it bag, on 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 on the pavement

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You takin' a in the ambulance, you catch mad damages
the hammer shit, leave you Lost like Angeles
You ain't brick or stucco or paper
Whatever you got, get away, you're bakin' today

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

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

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

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

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

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