Letras:
Spoken Face The Son

you believe the lies, do you believe what they said. Comments about your life, things that you have done. Don?t walk away, you?ve gotta turn and face the Son

you believe the lies, do you believe what they said. Comments about your life, things that you have done. Don?t walk away, you?ve gotta turn and face the Son

you doing a bid Today I read the paper it said [? ] caught a case They said they found a victim with a knife stuck in his face I spoke to Michael Vick

crew I thought I learned from Eazy, now I'm goin through it with you We lost a thug, a son, and a father I spoke to your son, the other day, and told

and no one sells And still they claim king Nigga it's the same thing All day long But that's the screw face Rappers will friend you at 1st but really they two faced

him too Yes I wanted to marry him too There was that son of a dog from the Tennessee hills Kept telling me I was still young He spoke in pure southern

: [Verse 1: Nas] Uh, I knew a few pharmacists, fuck frozen They kept pneumonias on their arms and wrists The main dude, Sekou, face look hard as shit

, crocodile shoes pinky rings, big rounders with tools, bossin' wild crews slacks, overlaps, applejack hats quarterfield coats Cadillacs with white walls and chrome wheel spokes

of damn plants Then get the money and scram with the gun in my pants (Ill Bill) Visions of pain, cut like incisions with blades Spoke to the Devil yesterday