Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

Yo fuck that up man
Who you wit?
Fuck that, who you wit?

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

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

The devil himself, a in himself trapped in America
Assassinate your character, ya
Twenty holes, in your Nautica, fuck 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 ain't true to life, my whole crew is trife
So bring your nigga reppin' for your team

Tear his ass to his spleen, this is Queens
Where bust, cutthroat, cross collateral
Gat'll shatter you, feel the pain, it's
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 leave the dead, I stay breast-fed
And when I die, be handcuffed, to my

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

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

I'm too raw, what is you out you
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, to fuck with Sticky, Fredro 'n Son

You at one desperate nigga, you shouldn't mess with
I had a doctor scared to remove a bullet 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 speech then, the trigger
Ha ha, empty, joke on you Jack
He pissed his pants, blew his cover, he a New Jack
You know where I'm comin' from, most my pump '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 hours I made up years
Got high shit for your
Sorry somethin' I never felt yo fingertips made of Velcro

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

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

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

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

You a ride in the ambulance, you catch mad damages
Cock the hammer shit, leave you Lost like
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, I bust raps
I rush tracks and oft' act, wild
comin' through here nigga, truck style
Fuck you fuck the judge trial

I'm givin' niggaz egos, I keep foes
Or a pet bet small threat, make 'em eat those
goes my depth, sleep hoes get wet
If that ain't enough, we through and hose 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 some shit you come through
Nigga try to blow he gotta go and now you

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

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

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