Face Off (Explicit)
DJ Kay Slay, Ghostface, Scarface"Face Off (Explicit)" is a song by DJ Kay Slay, Ghostface, Scarface, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:56 long and contains 89 lines and 659 words.
Lyrics
0:00Face Off(Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kayslay
0:00Yeah this Tony Starks Scarface yeah
0:05We about to switch faces
0:07It's goin' down yeah Kay Slay right here
0:09Right here tonight dawg
0:11Face Mob in New York City huh
0:13Holla at you goddamn boy
0:15Don't f**k wit me
0:16Don't get this sh*t crunk up in here Kay
0:19'Cuz you know I'ma goddamn fool wit this sh*t
0:21I'm creatin' a masterpiece for niggaz
0:23Doin' it Kay Slay all day ev'y day
0:26Steady up in the 12 gauge
0:27I'm f**kin' your house up you and your spouse up
0:30You open your mouth up guarantee you I douce ya
0:32Have 'em writin' about ya daily
0:34I'm in the papers for doubtin' a motherf**ker
0:36Stankin' the speculation you want it
0:38You got it baby
0:39I'm at you a lifetime the ni**a
0:41Washin' your window shorten your lifeline
0:42You're f**kin' wit white wine I'm f**kin' wit nitrate
0:45I'm emotionless when I get 'em a ni**a wit ice veins
0:48Ain't impressed wit status or jewelry
0:49I'm on some street sh*t
0:51Don't believe in sit in front of a jewelry that's weak sh*t
0:53You talk it you gotta live it I live it
0:55That's why I speak it
0:56Exposin' these niggaz weakness'
0:57Kay I got 'em sleepin'
0:58Reality f**k a record
0:59Don't believe in disrespectin'
1:01And niggaz will be to see you
1:02While your people got you rested'
1:04I'm reckless
1:05Mama used to take trips to face to face
1:06Now it's face-to-face Ghost and Face
1:08Scar and Slay
1:10We gon' walk the path that mama laid
1:12We fail we gon' see a skull on dollars grave
1:14I remember bustin' out the house
1:15From police duckin' the vans
1:17Wit them taped-up broken revolvers stuck to my pants
1:19That was '88 around the time of Slick Rick era
1:22Day to day rolled chains wit them thick knit sweaters
1:25Who gives a f**k what the D A say
1:26They wanna see me pay
1:28Motherf**ker this is G F K
1:30I settle crimes wit metal 9s
1:31And I ain't gonna stop
1:33'Til your brains all over the street
1:34Like yellow math
1:35Marsh mellow dimes
1:36Brick be the size of cobblestones
1:38Acknowledge the throne it's Pretty Tone
1:39I'm legendary and compared to my work on the strip
1:43Y'all secondary
1:43I'm hittin' these fiends lovely my sh*t be extra heavy
1:45Like construction workers in Timbs and plus they two box
1:48Two glocks in case I gotta bump a few cops off
1:51You know how we do in Staten Island
1:53This is Gaten Island ni**a not a non-violence sticker
1:57Mama used to take trips to face to face
1:59Now it's face-to-face Ghost and Face Scar and Slay
2:02We gon' walk the path that mama laid
2:04We fail we gon' see a skull on dollars grave
2:06I gave you a chance to eat
2:08But you chose to bite the hand that fed
2:10You took your sh*t ni**a lay in your bed
2:12Who'd ever thought this ni**a
2:13That we sat down at our table and fed
2:15Would roll on the street and on wit the Feds
2:17I used to love this ni**a now I roll around wit a mask
2:21And a strap and a grudge for that ni**a
2:22F**kin' wit me this adds the fuel to the fire
2:26And I'm about to snap that wire
2:28We want them new 20s and 100s Zip lock money
2:30Y'all gon' fund it we gon' eat big like Big Pun did
2:33And we goin' all out like Hussein's sons did
2:36We stickin' niggaz like New York cops wit plungers
2:38So take some advice there's three bears
2:41Cashmere down wit 12 gauges under the table
2:43Slay got the shotty ain't that your label
2:45And them other two bears yo
2:47They's the one that paid you buddy
2:49Mama used to take trips to face to face
2:51Now it's face-to-face Ghost and Face Scar and Slay
2:55We gon' walk the path that mama laid
2:56We fail we gon' see a skull on dollars grave
Face Off(Explicit Album Version) - DJ Kayslay Yeah this Tony Starks Scarface yeah We about to switch faces It's goin' down yeah Kay Slay right here Right here tonight dawg Face Mob in New York City huh Holla at you goddamn boy Don't f**k wit me Don't get this sh*t crunk up in here Kay 'Cuz you know I'ma goddamn fool wit this sh*t I'm creatin' a masterpiece for niggaz Doin' it Kay Slay all day ev'y day Steady up in the 12 gauge I'm f**kin' your house up you and your spouse up You open your mouth up guarantee you I douce ya Have 'em writin' about ya daily I'm in the papers for doubtin' a motherf**ker Stankin' the speculation you want it You got it baby I'm at you a lifetime the ni**a Washin' your window shorten your lifeline You're f**kin' wit white wine I'm f**kin' wit nitrate I'm emotionless when I get 'em a ni**a wit ice veins Ain't impressed wit status or jewelry I'm on some street sh*t Don't believe in sit in front of a jewelry that's weak sh*t You talk it you gotta live it I live it That's why I speak it Exposin' these niggaz weakness' Kay I got 'em sleepin' Reality f**k a record Don't believe in disrespectin' And niggaz will be to see you While your people got you rested' I'm reckless Mama used to take trips to face to face Now it's face-to-face Ghost and Face Scar and Slay We gon' walk the path that mama laid We fail we gon' see a skull on dollars grave I remember bustin' out the house From police duckin' the vans Wit them taped-up broken revolvers stuck to my pants That was '88 around the time of Slick Rick era Day to day rolled chains wit them thick knit sweaters Who gives a f**k what the D A say They wanna see me pay Motherf**ker this is G F K I settle crimes wit metal 9s And I ain't gonna stop 'Til your brains all over the street Like yellow math Marsh mellow dimes Brick be the size of cobblestones Acknowledge the throne it's Pretty Tone I'm legendary and compared to my work on the strip Y'all secondary I'm hittin' these fiends lovely my sh*t be extra heavy Like construction workers in Timbs and plus they two box Two glocks in case I gotta bump a few cops off You know how we do in Staten Island This is Gaten Island ni**a not a non-violence sticker Mama used to take trips to face to face Now it's face-to-face Ghost and Face Scar and Slay We gon' walk the path that mama laid We fail we gon' see a skull on dollars grave I gave you a chance to eat But you chose to bite the hand that fed You took your sh*t ni**a lay in your bed Who'd ever thought this ni**a That we sat down at our table and fed Would roll on the street and on wit the Feds I used to love this ni**a now I roll around wit a mask And a strap and a grudge for that ni**a F**kin' wit me this adds the fuel to the fire And I'm about to snap that wire We want them new 20s and 100s Zip lock money Y'all gon' fund it we gon' eat big like Big Pun did And we goin' all out like Hussein's sons did We stickin' niggaz like New York cops wit plungers So take some advice there's three bears Cashmere down wit 12 gauges under the table Slay got the shotty ain't that your label And them other two bears yo They's the one that paid you buddy Mama used to take trips to face to face Now it's face-to-face Ghost and Face Scar and Slay We gon' walk the path that mama laid We fail we gon' see a skull on dollars grave
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