Face The Music (Clean Album Version)
Crazy Town"Face The Music (Clean Album Version)" is a song by Crazy Town, released in 2000 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:28 long and contains 79 lines and 373 words.
0:00Now we push rhymes crazy rhymes
0:02Words force fed to your mind
0:04Trace the source brother brother
0:05Face the music don't confuse it for another
0:07Nothing comes close to this
0:09Kiss the sky
0:10These grands change hands
0:11As our fans multiply
0:12We push rhymes
0:14People gather 'round when we
0:15Kick them
0:16Go Boy Shifty stick 'em
0:17Ha ha ha stick 'em
0:19Burning bridges smoking ism
0:21Losing my religion
0:22Shooting the breeze
0:23We got these MC's a*s kissing
0:25If you can't take the heat
0:26Then get your a*s out of the kitchen
0:27I freak it off the wall
0:29Crammin' slammin' points of view
0:30Into your f**king skull
0:32B***h that's why we stick 'em
0:34Stick 'em
0:34Ha ha ha stick 'em
0:36Ha stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em
0:39Stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em
0:41Stick 'em stick em stick 'em
0:43Stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em
0:48Ha stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em
0:52Well I tapped you on the spinal
0:54With an anesthetic
0:55Epic is the definition
0:56Written into grooves of vinyl
0:58It's called survival
0:59When I drop the stylish into friction
1:02Techtonic traits
1:02Drifting like the plates
1:04It shakes like the quakes in Cali
1:06The mystic Majaraji
1:07Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid
1:09Producer super status
1:11I'm here to claim my reign
1:12As the baddest beat peddler
1:13So place your bet middler
1:15The roof is a blaze
1:16And yo we're smoking out the fiddler
1:18We're sipping on a hundred proof liquor
1:20Welcome to the dooms day dawning
1:22Hot like the sun
1:23No time to relax
1:24We pack the doomsday gun
1:31Call me a drifter richter
1:46When I hit you with the stick 'em
1:47I'm talking s**t
1:48The pit starter
1:49A wanted man
1:50The one who cuffed your daughter
1:51To my bed stand
1:52AND
1:53I talk a lot of s**t
1:54Because I know a lot of s**t
1:56I know I said I'd quit
1:57But I just want another hit
1:59It's madness
2:00Pimping like Gladys
2:01The baddest
2:01Maintain our status
2:02That is no question
2:04Releasing tension
2:05As we step into the seventh dimension
2:07This jabber jaw's jaws are slapping
2:09We's what's happening
2:10Bones are breaking
2:11And fingers snapping
2:13The pressure's on
2:14With non stop action
2:16Whether banging your head
2:28Or steady maxing
Now we push rhymes crazy rhymes Words force fed to your mind Trace the source brother brother Face the music don't confuse it for another Nothing comes close to this Kiss the sky These grands change hands As our fans multiply We push rhymes People gather 'round when we Kick them Go Boy Shifty stick 'em Ha ha ha stick 'em Burning bridges smoking ism Losing my religion Shooting the breeze We got these MC's a*s kissing If you can't take the heat Then get your a*s out of the kitchen I freak it off the wall Crammin' slammin' points of view Into your f**king skull B***h that's why we stick 'em Stick 'em Ha ha ha stick 'em Ha stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em Stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em Stick 'em stick em stick 'em Stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em Ha stick 'em ha ha ha stick 'em Well I tapped you on the spinal With an anesthetic Epic is the definition Written into grooves of vinyl It's called survival When I drop the stylish into friction Techtonic traits Drifting like the plates It shakes like the quakes in Cali The mystic Majaraji Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid Producer super status I'm here to claim my reign As the baddest beat peddler So place your bet middler The roof is a blaze And yo we're smoking out the fiddler We're sipping on a hundred proof liquor Welcome to the dooms day dawning Hot like the sun No time to relax We pack the doomsday gun Call me a drifter richter When I hit you with the stick 'em I'm talking s**t The pit starter A wanted man The one who cuffed your daughter To my bed stand AND I talk a lot of s**t Because I know a lot of s**t I know I said I'd quit But I just want another hit It's madness Pimping like Gladys The baddest Maintain our status That is no question Releasing tension As we step into the seventh dimension This jabber jaw's jaws are slapping We's what's happening Bones are breaking And fingers snapping The pressure's on With non stop action Whether banging your head Or steady maxing
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