Faze Miyake - Where's Your Head At? lyrics

[Intro] Blue Battlefield Merky ACE Dun know [Chorus] Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) [Verse 1] Where's your head at? (Uh) I'm Merky ACE, I took that, normal Might pop chains in the west end, standard You can't go the places I go Get left head in hand, I'll snow Or put your head in the sky, Dumbo If you ain't ready to die, don't roll Cause we're as cold as ice, North Pole My heart's as cold as ice, South Pole So, don't cross that line True say, it might be your last time Game over, no extra lives Head floating like balloon or kite Looks gory, not the prettiest sight You won't know where's left and where's right Permanent sleep, goodnight Uh I'll take your head off your shoulders You can be the skinny or the henchest dude I'll still have all of your bredrins screaming I said necks leaking, get a real chiefing If you try come for the dough I'm keeping One wig shot, no need for repeating My mandem specialise in beefing Knock-knock, ding dong, trick, no treating Open the door, get slapped for a greeting Family Tree and Merky ACE Not Boyzone and Ronan Keating (TK will aim up the ting and blam) But don't think it's Olympic skeeting On point in play games, we're cheating You will be dead before you hear [Chorus] Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) [Verse 2] Me have man take me for a speng? It's never that, I'd rather die first It's not a ting, Ego will ride Have a man leaking, watch the blood drip (T's got something that'll rip out your spine) But he let Ego mangle a ting Family Tree, it's not just a crew So move wrong and get your clart bun And no, I've never been scared Cause I know I've got Satan on my side Plus Shifman's got him and he's waste Won't ever catch us moving washed I beat your girl and sent her to you You was all up in the warm cooch Warmed my co*k and already done walked And on top, she was giving me Uh I'll take your head off your shoulders Bring everyone, youngers and olders Witnesses screaming as I fling boulders Better stand back before you get clapped Have no don to go home with If you MC, you better pay tax If you wanna use our slogans Got a big strap, it will take out anyone You can look like Hulk Hogan Better stand back when I'm on the attack Get left in the morgue all frozen Please tell me why you're wearing a vest Your head's the target I've chosen Get left with your cranium open While people stand there asking [Chorus] Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) Where's your head at? (Uh) [Verse 3] Uh I've been doing this ting from day Big bad A-C-E raised up from the blue Where the skies are grey and the real Gs spray You can get wrapped if you're holding weight Don't believe me? Then ask your mate Come a long way from holding an eight Picking up food, moving like a crate I par with the dargs but nuttin' like Nate Bring some food, I will smash that plate Holding grub? I will crack that safe It's so not a ting for me to reach in Pull out, cave in and attack that breh Got no tool? Then I'll whack that breh co*k back my right fist and smack that breh Bet he didn't think that I'll act that way Little did you know I've always been cold Got a demon so I push metal in clothes All the way in till it comes out skin Got no heart for these useless roads Man better know FT is bold Don't tell lies about where you shot I said don't tell lies about where you Six bricks sold You can get wrapped for your gleaming gold Get clapped in the head with the meanest pole While you're wiping your sh** with the cleanest roll You can get slumped in the loo Kick off the door, don't care 'bout the smell of the poo Main objective: duppying you I'll have your marjay screaming