Hook:
Learn to face the world
Cause that Winter gon' soon come
Mortician lobbies hold stories
Like a tomb does
Real recognize real they've got it confused huh?!
(Real recognize for real)
Verse 1:
Talkin to myself
Layin under my bed
Like these tones in my head
Understand what i said
My sacrafices like a knife to the gut
I guess i can't please everybody
Welcomed within reach of my touch
I hate debt so we could go dutch
Can't meet me half way?
Call the hospital and order a crutch
I make hits homie ain't no bunts
Used to whip on the bus
Trust when the wheels f**ed up
Yup been the first one up -what!?
Atleast i found a way to get it done
Whats luck huh?!
I always had a choice
Follow dreams or the drug bust
Still ain't been to jail
My 16's been nuttin up
Since i was nothin huh?!
Before i was puffin tough
Fightin off these warrants & knuckled-up
Mastered all the fast lanes buckle-up
Cause life's rough
..cake-up no make-up
And lace-up to face-up
You can't break us, get your weight up!
Hook:
Learn to face the world
Cause that Winter gon' soon come
Mortician lobbies hold stories
Like a tomb does
Real recognize real they've got it confused huh?!
(Let me get down for real)
Verse 2:
Seen too many homies lose faith
Tryna be great
The loudest ones barking ain't your dogs
They been snakes
Id rather be a lonely real
Than hangin with 10 fakes
You screamin f** the cops
But when you down you call 10 jakes
If you ain't never changed
How long have you been fake?
As long as i been great's
As long as this sh** takes
I face long blunts
That burn as long as my mixtapes
I call them flows a**
How bomb does my sh** taste
Wit rich plates if lifes a b**h
She servin me mixed crapes
b**h wait..
Im tryna show the world how to sniff base
Flip weight
I used to inline like dipskate
Now im tryna slide courtside
At a knicks game
Hair long as ever-
Lookin gorgeous as bricked 'caine
Seymour kitty
More credit than jim blaine
Still spit propane..
From L.A. to Spokane-
Houston & Philly-Atlanta
Brooklyn, Chicago and Bama
Hook:
Learn to face the world
Cause that Winter gon' soon come
Mortician lobbies hold stories
Like a tomb does
Real recognize real they've got it confused huh?!
Verse 3:
Airin out the trash
Like Springer or Maury Povich
All these n***as gimmicks
They not as real as they showin
Theres weakness in their hearts
Thats why they style is stolen
Why both my pockets is growin
Is somethin else you ain't knowin
95 is fakin a hundred is what you owe em
Like why settle for silver
Im only touchin the golden
-the highest of all the spoken
Aimin for all the glory
Hit two of em from the corner
Im winning like robert horry!!..
The players with the ethic-
Of workin will do the scorin'
If you ain't on the page?
Then sorry you missed the story!
All this vueve clique is an upgrade from bellatore
Im sorry i face the world like a jury
Yep-
Just my balls and my j**elry! yup!
If you offended then sorry
What
Sharklife comin way pa**ed the buoy
I
Tell a b**h to tell nike to do me
I kick a oozie while u roll me some doobies
(mack talks as beat rides out)
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Mack the Shark - Face the World - 2012
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