E-A-Ski

E-A-Ski - Faces Of Death lyrics

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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 nigga 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 death 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 surpass 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 death
 (chorus)
 Faces of death, Faces of death
 Are you scared for your life motherfucker?
 (You don't wanna see)
 Faces of death, Faces of death
 Are you scared motherfucker 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 pussy do cause they don't know what
 I
 can do to them or they pussy 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 assassinator
 Damn these niggers make my trigger finger inch.
 Fuckin with these menace to society makes me click shit
 I gave triggers to niggers with no hearts
 Turn niggers into stars and player haters into marks nigger
 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 sex and thats just one of my.....
 (chorus) (x2)
 My dialect breaks necks, watch me shatter niggers like glass, switch
 up
 faces jump in my shit and haul ass
 You damn right I got an attitude problem
 My personalities switch with every click like a revolver nigger
 You playin Russian Roulette with your life fuck your wife she ain't a
 widow nigger I still fuck her every night.
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Language: English

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