I have of your face For I have seen children whose faces are wiser than time And you, my Marie, are most certainly one of that kind Marie, Marie Flore, all
And all your fake ass east coast props Brainstormed and locked You's a B-writer Pac style taker I'll tell you to face, you ain't nothing shit but
himself if it's him or them It's insane Louise, she's all right, she's just near She's delicate and seems like the mirror But she just makes it all
her wall That she never really Knew you at all Everywhere I look It's just looking into waste I can't see any courage Or hope in your face You say there
you blew my cool but that's okay I guess I couldn't run forever anyway I knew I'd have to face the truth someday Strange after all these years, after all
an ugly road. why did nothing grow when the seeds were sown? and why did the water turn the soil into mud? big plans, fat chance, small winds. they took it all
you wave a microphone in front of my face And a do small favor, gimme a beat so I can bust a rhyme For all the nerds, let all the words feed your mind
eyes of many faces from New York to Texas To the faces on Rolexes, not a racist or sexist And the best is the Lord, none the less is Gunz Nothing less
nothing I heard, really nothing but words The bottom line, I'm still stuck to the curb Sky high but it wasn't the sherm, really nothing but herbs I
you dead Never ask forgiveness told the Lord to give me grace You talked some shit front your boys and as result you lost your face Blood all over the
in a small Georgia town Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown As day by day in his kindly way he served us one and all Many a
Ass up face down I'm breakin' hoes down 'til their very last complaint Ass up face down I'm breakin' hoes down 'til their very last complaint Ass up face
's sealed Now I got Swedish women yelling "Tech N9NE's filled" This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit white-out 'Cuz y'all can't see
now I keep that thing right with me It is because I live foul Shorty like blue piece coming I got bitches all only back I got niggas all in my face It
Uptown where you drown all killaz ya dig So get it right, or get your life taken away Play wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya face (Hook 2x - [Lac
from pushed pieces Advancements and development, once the pawn reaches To 8th ranked, now heavily armed with a tank My opponent's base is threatened, soldiers cut with shanks Moved all my small
so small Driving so fast, alive behind a dead wall Is it all so much art that keeps us apart The fine line goes, contradiction is star A case of the face
, 'cause All these people understand Is a gun in their face or the cash in their hand I wanna take you home and start a family,yeah But all the stars