Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

The devil himself, a in himself trapped in America
your character, slaughter ya
Twenty more holes, in your Nautica, all of ya
What? MCs, yeah, callin' 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 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, feel the pain, unimaginable
Self shit, straight from the hood, the dirty black

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

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

Sticky Fingaz sneak up, when you least it
I never fuck pussy yeast infected
Fuck a brain fry, make me think
If I even you schemin', you know I'm blastin' 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 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 scared to remove a bullet from yo' intestine
when I tested, this nigga manhood
To see if he was a true nigga, so I out my gun

some dramatic ass speech 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 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 hours I up four years
Got high for your ears
Sorry somethin' that I felt yo fingertips made of Velcro

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm givin' shattered egos, I keep foes
Or a pet bet they small threat, '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
It's not on humble but some you can't come through
Nigga try to he gotta go and now you know

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

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

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