Letras:
Within Y Face Down

to struggle as you fall, Face down. You've reached the world where all souls burn Face down your lie Your mind plays tricks with your soul as you fall Deep down

pity like yosemite sam when time when we a war so dem better know wi' vehicle and dem better mark wi' car And keep a distance__ cause man will full y'uh face

wanna set me free Trying to bring me down, when they come around Po Po's fuckin with me [Cain] Awe shit the jakes are fucking with me again They hate

these bro's drown I snatch a few g's up and flea those towns Busta's freeze up when my "v" slow down I ease up with these 4 pounds Squeeze up to 3-4

Spit in your face, go 'head lil' baby rappers Can't fuck with us convicts, Stat-land It's like actions, cliques'll die right with traction It's Wall

pussy! Is that you Tony? I smell pussy! It's Olivia's draws! Y'all niggaz is pussy! [Cyssero] I blaze with the Kays, it ain't hard to reach you now,

out slugs Out the 645 sittin on dubs With some real crips, and some real bloods I ain't with the bullshit, nigga easy up I ain't with the bullshit, nigga

not a big fan of James Worthy So wait 'til I see y'all, I'm real surgical with the Ruger But you won't catch my face on E.R. But you might catch them

my shoulder, I'm good with the aim Good with the handle and the bullet's good with the bloodstains And the coroner's real good with that pickup A1 good with