Текст (слова) песни: DJ Kay Slay f Ghostface Killah, Scarface - Face Off

[Ghostface Killah (Scarface)]
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 atcho goddamn boy!)
(Don`t fuck wit me, don`t get this shit crunk up in here, Kay!)
(Cuz you know I`ma goddamn fool wit this shit)

[Scarface]
I`m creatin` a masterpiece for niggaz
Doin` it Kay Slay, all day, ev`y day, steady up in the 12 gauge
I`m fuckin` 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 motherfucker
Stankin` the speculation, you want it, you got it, baby
I`m at you a lifetime, the nigga washin` your window shorten your lifeline
You`re fuckin` wit white wine, I`m fuckin` wit nitrate
I`m emotionless when I get `em, a nigga wit ice veins
Ain`t impressed wit status or jewelry, I`m on some street shit
Don`t believe in sit in front of a jewelry, that`s weak shit
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, fuck a record, don`t believe in disrespectin`
And niggaz will be to see you while your people got you rested`
I`m reckless

(Chorus)
[Ghostface Killah]
Mama used to take trips to face to face
Now it`s face-to-face, Ghost & Face, Scar & Slay
We gon` walk the path that mama laid
We fail, we gon` see a skull on dollars grave

[Ghostface Killah]
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 fuck what the D.A. say, they wanna see me pay
Motherfucker 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 ?
Marshmellow 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 shit be extra heavy
Like construction workers in Timbs, and plus they two box
Two glocks incase I gotta bump a few cops off
You know how we do in Staten Island, this is Gaten Island, nigga
Not a non-violence sticker

(Chorus)

[Scarface]
I gave you a chance to eat, but you chose to bite the hand that fed
You took your shit, nigga, lay in your bed
Who`d ever thought this nigga that we sat down at our table and fed
Would roll on the street and on wit the feds
I used to love this nigga
Now I roll around wit a mask and a strap and a grudge for that nigga
Fuckin` wit me, this adds the fuel to the fire
And I`m about to snap that wire!

[Ghostface Killah]
We want them new 20s and 100s, Ziplock 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, theys the one that paid you buddy!

(Chorus)

(gunshots)

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