Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

The devil himself, a rebel in himself trapped in
Assassinate your character, ya
Twenty more holes, in Nautica, fuck 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 whole is trife
So bring your wildest nigga for your team

his ass to his spleen, this is Suicide Queens
Where gats bust, cutthroat, cross
shatter you, feel the pain, it's unimaginable
Self shit, from the hood, the dirty black shit

Rap shit, get your back ripped, plus the gat
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 when I die, be handcuffed, to my

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

Sticky Fingaz up, when you least expect it
I never fuck pussy yeast infected
a brain fry, make 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 any challenger, top notch or amateur
rather be in the projects butt-ass with a hundred G's cash
And no gun, to fuck with Sticky, Fredro 'n Son

You at one desperate nigga, you shouldn't mess with
I had a doctor scared to a bullet from yo' intestine
'Member 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, on you Jack
He cold his pants, blew his cover, he a New Jack
You know where I'm comin' from, most my pump 'n jump

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

You talkin' like it's a little game
That's now how we get down Beef is my middle
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 need a hole in the
Add insult to injury, you fuck with me
that's not your cup of tea I'm every star I meet
If you are you eat, fuck the rookies
Rejects, plainclothes and

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

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

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

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

I'm niggaz shattered 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 the fireworks, you see the stars bangin'
I really bang you and prepare you for God's
It's not on but some shit you can't come through
Nigga try to blow he gotta go and now you

from the furious, eeriest
Dead serious, hysterias, ya, interior
With nervousness, for services
We cuttin' off your and deaden ya purposes

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

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