Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sticky sneak up, when you least expect it
I never fuck pussy yeast infected
Fuck a brain fry, me think irrational
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, to fuck with Sticky, Fredro 'n Son

You lookin' at one desperate nigga, you mess with
I had a doctor scared to remove a bullet from yo'
'Member I tested, this nigga manhood
To see if he was a true nigga, so I out my gun

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

And when time 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 shit for your ears
Sorry somethin' that I never felt yo fingertips made of

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 your face you gettin' shot, everything I'm hot

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Experience the furious, eeriest
Dead serious, hysterias, fillin' ya,
nervousness, for your services
We cuttin' off your and deaden ya purposes

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

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