Luyện nghe bài hát Face Down

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

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

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

The devil himself, a in himself trapped in America
your character, slaughter ya
Twenty more holes, in Nautica, fuck all of ya
What? Bringin' MCs, yeah, ya

Livin' like a nigga six months 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 wildest nigga reppin' for your team

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

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

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

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

You lookin' at one desperate nigga, you mess with
I had a doctor scared to remove a bullet yo' intestine
'Member when I tested, 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, empty, joke 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 it's time to dump and run
I never jump the gun or get cold feet, I heat
Y'a niggaz don't me in six hours I made up four years
Got shit for your ears
Sorry somethin' that I never felt yo fingertips of Velcro

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

I fame without the bread like I need a hole 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 my true click, startin' a new flip
Fuck you frontin' for? I seen your bag with your tail between leg
Afficial Nast in the house that you dead

Face on the pavement
Face 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 ain't or stucco or paper machete
Whatever you got, get taken away, you're today

Trust that, it's to crush cats, when I bust raps
I rush and oft' act, buck wild
Army comin' through here nigga, style
Fuck you fuck the judge fuck

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 hose shit

Hit you the fireworks, you see the stars bangin'
I really bang you and prepare you for Angels
It's not on humble but some shit you can't come
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 circulation and deaden ya purposes

We them niggaz you can't fuck with, rain or
All I slain yo' kind, changed the mind
Of those thinkin' of theyrself, next
Is etched, in stone, you gettin' blown

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