Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

Yo, I'm goin' for your head to leave you headless
Eyes of redness, I spray rap to burn 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 lyrical
Path of disaster face Nast, comin' at cha full
And capture grabs your last, breath like the
Couldn't less, you approachin' near death
My hollow tips, rip into your vest politic, the fearless

The devil himself, a rebel in trapped in America
Assassinate your character, ya
more 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 niggaz ain't true to life, my whole is trife
So bring your wildest nigga reppin' for team

Tear his ass to his spleen, is Suicide Queens
Where bust, cutthroat, cross collateral
Gat'll shatter you, feel the pain, 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 tracks
you in raps, let my wild dogs bust the cats
Styles leave the best dead, I stay
And I die, be handcuffed, to my deathbed

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

Sticky Fingaz sneak up, when you expect it
I fuck pussy that's yeast infected
Fuck a fry, make me think irrational
If I think you schemin', you know 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 projects butt-ass with a hundred G's
And no gun, than to with Sticky, Fredro 'n Son

You lookin' at one desperate nigga, you shouldn't with
I had a doctor scared to a bullet from yo' intestine
'Member when I tested, this manhood
To see if he was a true nigga, so I out my gun

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

And when it's time to and run
I never the gun or get cold feet, I hold heat
Y'a niggaz don't know me in six I made up four years
Got shit for your ears
Sorry somethin' that I never felt yo made of Velcro

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

I need fame without the bread like I need a in the head
Add insult to injury, you can't with me
Guess not your 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 tight with my click, startin' a new flip
Fuck you frontin' for? I seen your bag your tail between your leg
Afficial in the house that mean you dead

Face down on the
Face down on the
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 away, you're bakin' today

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

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

Hit you with the fireworks, you see the bangin'
I really bang you and prepare you for God's
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
Dead serious, hysterias, fillin' ya,
With nervousness, for services
We cuttin' off your circulation and ya purposes

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

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