Face of a Desperate Man (Explicit)

Smellin' stale fresh out the county jail

Coppers gave me hell in a cell

But now its Mo' Murder to make mail

They thought my heart was playin' life at a different pitch

But I stick to the scrip

Dump a snitch in a ditch

Its 94 I came to be f**kin' around

Paranoia of a jack so I'm quick to draw down

The only way I gets my mail is to be off in your a*s

With a AK or a Uzi screamin'

Give me your cash n***a

So back to f**k on up

Cause can't nobody stop this n***a to sellin' a D that's raw and uncut

F**kin' over fiends

Laughin in their faces sellin' soap to n***as can die anyday

N***as come showed off in them jacks G

Another homie eyes wide open dead in my backseat

We never thought that they would get him

My n***a was like a soldier we'd never knew that the bullet hit him

Thought to myself was c*****e with my homie's life

He picked the crime Do or Die now he pays the price

To look in struggle on his face with his Gat in his hand

My n***a died

With the face of a desperate man

So we can tear this face

We can tear this face

The face of a desperate man Gyeah man

Butabyebye butabyebyebang butabyebyebangbo

So we can tear his face when him smokin the endo

Butabyebye

Check motherf**kin' 1 check 1 2

I gotta gets my mail that's what I gotta do

And don't nobody run up on me

Cause Franklin and Grant is my only motherf**kin' homie

I made a deal with the devil and sold my soul

Through about O E and fourteen years old

Young hog a*s n***a never ever saw of

Got me a strap and learned not to shoot my brolls of

And all the youngsters sneakin pass the bottle

Because the G's pimps and hustlers was the motherf**kin' role model

And every time we had a house party

Was just the chance for a n***a to see another n***a's dead body

And nobody stayed around for sequels

Cause the n***a that was bustin' was spreadin' bullets around equal

Now they mobbin'

I'm seein' sparks hearin' shots

Pistol's popped

Another motherf**ker flopped

On the a*s first up by the 44

Flatline ambulance put him in the door

Loud screams from his homies yellin' I'mma smoke 'em

Feelin bad 'cause his partners on blood joke 'em

A touchin scene n***as screamin' in the rain

Looked in his homeboy's face

His homie said his name

Now he'd be lookin' for that n***a with the Gat and

Ready for that Redrum

With the face of a desperate man

94 is gettin' hot style n***a

I gotta watch my s**t mug on my face n***a dog mean b***h

I'm muggin' every n***a that be walkin by

Is it true can his hand be quicker than my eye

I'm wonderin if I gotta pull out my steel

Cause motherf**kers they can feel me they will look at me real

So flow to the motherf**kin' 4

If I have to let 'em know not to play me like a h*e

Cause I sticks to the G code

I unloads the clizip and ease on down the road

1 and 1 Spice only

I do my dirt about my motherf**kin' lonely

By myself n***a

Ninety four

Spiggedy 1 with up on that a*s

Yeah

Mean muggin' every n***a that ride by

Face of a desperate man n***a

I gots to gets mine

So if you try to take my s**t

Quick to bust a cap in that a*s

Ninety four

Blow

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