Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rap shit, get your back ripped, plus the gat
it and cock it bag, on thirty-two 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

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

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

You lookin' at one desperate nigga, you shouldn't with
I had a scared 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 where I'm comin' from, most my niggaz pump 'n jump

And when it's 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 shit for ears
Sorry somethin' that I felt yo fingertips made of Velcro

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

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

I had a hard life, up too quick
But kept it with my true click, startin' a new flip
Fuck you frontin' for? I seen your bag your tail between 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 in the ambulance, you catch mad damages
Cock the hammer shit, you Lost like Angeles
You ain't brick or stucco or machete
Whatever you got, get taken away, bakin' today

Trust that, it's to crush cats, when I bust raps
I rush and oft' act, buck wild
Army 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, sleep get wet
If that ain't enough, we through and hose your shit

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

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

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

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