Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

The himself, a rebel 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 months to
On the edge of life, wouldn't twice, to make a sacrifice
Do a heist, ya ain't true to life, my whole crew is trife
So your wildest nigga reppin' for your team

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

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

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

Sticky Fingaz sneak up, when you least it
I fuck pussy that's yeast infected
Fuck a brain fry, me think 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
rather be in the projects butt-ass with 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 scared to remove a bullet from yo' intestine
when I tested, this nigga manhood
To see if he was a nigga, so I pulled out my gun

Gave some dramatic ass speech then, the trigger
Ha ha, barrel empty, joke on you
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 never jump the gun or get cold feet, I heat
Y'a niggaz don't know me in six hours I up four years
Got high for your ears
Sorry somethin' that I never yo fingertips made of Velcro

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm givin' shattered egos, I keep foes
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 your shit

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

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

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

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