Spice 1 - Face Of A Desperate Man lyrics

[ verse 1 ] Smellin stale fresh out the county jail Coppers gave me hell in a cell But now its mo' murder to make mail They thought my heart was playin life at a different pitch But i stick to the scrip Dump a snitch in a ditch Its 94 i came to be f**in around Paranoia of a jack so i'm quick to draw down The only way i gets my mail is to be off in your a** With a ak or a uzi screamin : give me your cash n***a So back to f** on up Cause can't nobody stop this n***a to sellin a d thats raw and uncut f**in over fiends Laughin in their faces sellin ?soap? to n***as can die anyday n***as come showed off in them jacks g Another homie eyes wide open dead in my backseat We never thought that they would get him My n***a was like a soldier we'd never knew that the bullet hit him Thought to myself was c**aine with my homie's life He picked the crime do or die now he pays the price To look in struggle on his face with his gat in his hand My n***a died With the face of a desperate man [ chorus ] 2 x So we can tear this face We can tear this face The face of a desperate man , gyeah-man Butabyebye butabyebyebang butabyebyebangbo So we can tear his face when him smokin the endo Butabyebye [ verse 2 ] Check motherf**in 1 check 1-2 I gotta gets my mail thats what i gotta do And don't nobody run up on me Cause franklin and grant is my only motherf**in homie I made a deal with the devil and sold my soul Through about o.e. and fourteen-years old Young hog a** n***a never ever saw of Got me a strap and learned not to shoot my brolls of And all the youngsters sneakin pa** the bottle Because the g's , pimps and hustlers was the motherf**in role model And everytime we had a house party Was just the chance for a n***a to see another n***a's dead body And nobody stayed around for sequels Cause the n***a that was bustin was spreadin bullets around equal Now they mobbin I'm seein sparks hearin shots Pistol's popped Another motherf**er flopped On the a** first up by the 44 Flatline ambulance put him in the door Loud screams from his homies yellin imma smoke 'em Feelin bad cause his partners on blood joke 'em A touchin scene n***as screamin in the rain Looked in his homeboy's face His homie said his name Now he'd be lookin for that n***a with the gat and Ready for that redrum With the face of a desperate man [ chorus ] 94 is gettin hot style n***a I gotta watch my sh** mug on my face n***a ?? dog mean b**h I'm muggin every n***a that be walkin by Is it true can his hand be quicker than my eye I'm wonderin if i gotta pull out my steel Cause motherf**ers they can feel me they will look at me real So , flow to the motherf**in 4 If i have to let 'em know not to play me like a hoe Cause i sticks to the g code I unloads the clizip and ease on down the road 1 and 1 spice only I do my dirt about my motherf**in lonely ( by myself n***a ) [ chorus ] 94 Spiggedy 1 with up on that a** Yeah Mean muggin every n***a that ride by Face of a desperate man n***a I gots to gets mine So if you try to take my sh** Quick to bust a cap in that a** 94 Bloooooow Formally like that