Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

Yo that 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 to burn the lead tips
Point blank range, I take aim, blow brain out the frame
Eight shots'll touch ya, ya physical structure

Motherfucker is lyrical destruction
of disaster face Nast, comin' at cha full blast
And capture grabs your last, breath the asthma
care less, you approachin' near death
My hollow tips, rip into your politic, with the fearless

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

Livin' like a nigga with six to live
On the edge of life, think twice, to make a sacrifice
Do a heist, ya niggaz true to life, my whole crew is trife
So bring your wildest nigga reppin' for team

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

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

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

Sticky Fingaz sneak up, when you least it
I never fuck pussy that's yeast
Fuck a brain fry, make me think
If I even think you schemin', you 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 butt-ass with a hundred G's cash
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 bullet from yo'
'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 pissed his pants, blew his cover, he a New Jack
You know I'm comin' from, most my niggaz pump 'n jump

And when time to dump and run
I never 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 felt yo fingertips made of Velcro

You talkin' shit like it's a game
That's now how we get down Beef is my middle
So don't die over nonsense, I ain't got no
Come out face you gettin' shot, everything I'm spittin' 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 star I meet
If you are you eat, fuck the rookies
Rejects, and detects

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

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

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

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

I'm givin' niggaz egos, I keep foes
Or a pet bet small threat, make 'em eat those
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
not on humble but some shit you can't come through
Nigga try to blow he go and now you know

Experience from the furious,
serious, hysterias, fillin' ya, interior
With nervousness, for services
We cuttin' off circulation and deaden ya purposes

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

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