Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sticky Fingaz up, when you least expect it
I never fuck pussy that's yeast
Fuck a brain fry, make me 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 butt-ass with a hundred G's cash
And no gun, than to fuck with Sticky, 'n Son

You lookin' at one nigga, you shouldn't mess with
I had a doctor scared to 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 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 when it's to dump and run
I never jump the gun or get feet, I hold heat
Y'a niggaz don't me in six hours I made up four years
Got high shit for your
Sorry somethin' that I never yo fingertips made of Velcro

You talkin' shit like a little game
That's now how we get down Beef is my name
So die over nonsense, I ain't got no conscience
Come out 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 with 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 hard life, grew up too
But kept it tight with my true click, startin' a new
Fuck you frontin' for? I seen your bag with tail between your leg
Afficial Nast in the house mean you dead

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

You takin' a ride in the ambulance, you mad damages
Cock the hammer shit, leave you like Angeles
You brick or stucco or paper machete
Whatever you got, get away, you're bakin' today

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

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

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

from the furious, eeriest
Dead serious, hysterias, ya, interior
nervousness, for your services
We off your circulation and deaden ya purposes

We them you can't fuck with, rain or shine
All mics I yo' kind, changed the mind
Of those of playin' 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