E-a-ski Faces Of Death
I only got one life to live like the soaps So before they take mines I'm puttin glocks to they throats Kerplow! Adams Apple just got hit by a nine-millimeter slug this all real this ain't no counterfit Test these nuts nigga your shell gone crack and its gone take more than just a Quiji board to bring your spirit back. You lead yourself into this confrentation elemination of your bodily creation now you just a patient. A doctor death but not Kevorkian You can turn the tails but you don't wanna see the tails of the scorpion Faces of war , faces of anger, meet me face to face this ain't no identity crisis this a mental phase. A million and one faces I've got to know Cause nobody surpass the wrath of Sir Skier the O AK's, Glocks, with infareds and Techs on my swords for conquest as they test my faces of death (chorus) Faces of death, Faces of death Are you scared for your life motherfucker? (You don't wanna see) Faces of death, Faces of death Are you scared motherfucker for your life? (You don't wanna die) (x2) Me muggin is how I set them up A smirky wicked twisted grin suspicion alone just shuts them up. Confusion arouses they brain like pussy do cause they don't know what I can do to them or they pussy crew I should tell them to recognize like Sam Snead but I got so many faces its a warning they just couldn't heed It gets greater later but not for haters I snuff them like Space Invaders call me player hater assassinator Damn these n..ers make my trigger finger inch. f..ckin with these menace to society makes me click shit I gave triggers to n..ers with no hearts Turn n..ers into stars and player haters into marks n..er Don't you know its my debut and I can break you The same track you used to conversate to can turn around and fade you My production style is too complex Music to me is sex and thats just one of my..... (chorus) (x2) My dialect breaks necks, watch me shatter n..ers like glass, switch up faces jump in my shit and haul ass You damn right I got an attitude problem My personalities switch with every click like a revolver n..er You playin Russian Roulette with your life f..ck your wife she ain't a widow n..er I still f..ck her every night. You n..ers got beef for 100% USDA sirloin steak and you n..ers finna get ate up wait up This bullshit got my bloodpressure rising Knocking you out like Tyson leave you f..ckers fantisising n..er I peal your cap like a safety seal its all real My Mack 11's all steel makin ya'll kneel And I got platinums on the wall to show for mine You claim you the hardest you ain't got a damn dime And where all your fans at they buyin' all my CD's off the shelf so they can witness my faces of death chorus
