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 to leave you headless
Eyes of redness, I spray rap cats to the lead tips
blank range, I take aim, blow your brain out the frame
Eight shots'll touch ya, ya physical structure

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

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

Livin' like a nigga 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 whole is trife
So bring your nigga reppin' for your team

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And when it's time to and run
I never jump the gun or get cold feet, I heat
Y'a niggaz don't know me in six I made up four years
Got shit 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 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 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 you eat, fuck the rookies
Rejects, and detects

I had a hard life, grew up too
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 that mean you dead

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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