Various Artists - Faces Of d**h lyrics

I only got one life to live like the soaps So before they take mines I'm puttin Glocks to they throats Kerplow! Adams Apple just got hit by a nine-millimeter slug this all Real this ain't no counterfit Test these nuts n***a your shell gone crack and its gone take more than Just a Quiji board to bring your spirit back You lead yourself into this confrentation elemination of your bodily Creation now you just a patient A doctor d**h but not Kevorkian You can turn the tails but you don't wanna see the tails of the scorpion Faces of war , faces of anger, meet me face to face this ain't no Identity crisis this a mental phase A million and one faces I've got to know Cause nobody surpa** the wrath of Sir Skier the O AK's, Glocks, with infareds and Techs on my swords for conquest as they Test my faces of d**h (chorus) Faces of d**h, Faces of d**h Are you scared for your life motherf**er? (You don't wanna see) Faces of d**h, Faces of d**h Are you scared motherf**er for your life? (You don't wanna die) (x2) Me muggin is how I set them up A smirky wicked twisted grin suspicion alone just shuts them up Confusion arouses they brain like p**y do cause they don't know what I Can do to them or they p**y crew I should tell them to recognize like Sam Snead but I got so many faces Its a warning they just couldn't heed It gets greater later but not for haters I snuff them like Space Invaders call me player hater a**a**inator Damn these n******gs make my trigger finger inch f**in with these menace to society makes me click sh** I gave triggers to n******gs with no hearts Turn n******gs into stars and player haters into marks n***a Don't you know its my debut and I can break you The same track you used to conversate to can turn around and fade you My production style is too complex Music to me is s** and thats just one of my..... (chorus) (x2) My dialect breaks necks, watch me shatter n******gs like gla**, switch up Faces jump in my sh** and haul a** You damn right I got an attitude problem My personalities switch with every click like a revolver n***a You playin Russian Roulette with your life f** your wife she ain't a Widow n***a I still f** her every night You n******gs got beef for 100% USDA sirloin steak and you n******gs finna Get ate up wait up This bullsh** got my bloodpressure rising Knocking you out like Tyson leave you f**ers fantisising n***a I peal your cap like a safety seal its all real My Mack 11's all steel makin ya'll kneel And I got platinums on the wall to show for mine You claim you the hardest you ain't got a damn dime And where all your fans at they buyin' all my CD's off the shelf so they Can witness my faces of d**h Chorus