lirik lagu n.o.r.e. - faces of death
[intro:]
last time they saw this movie
it was on regular screens
we ain’t had no hd
no imax
now we got 3d goggles to watch this sh-t
popcorn extra b-ttery
extra sauce, 2 on that
okay
[verse 1: n.o.r.e]
he just buckin out in broad daylight
started from play fights
n-ggas slap box and then you stop like a brake light
i rock a rolex but never got my time straight
i can’t see sh-t something like a blind date
pyrex vision, hologram cocaine
and when i gas n-ggas i call it propane
i used to hustle with the peeps under the boxers
and my little pocket stash, allin top rockers
and weed up for my dude made enrique
he also uptown but he live out in bk
used to say dk, diablo, papo
partners with pablo, heroin, italiano
flush the work, overseas gots the work
yellow lambo, used to let it off like rambo
sambo consignin, he’s wheels need aligning
how the f-ck you gonna go to war with a boss
with your paper in your right
and your crew hat’s off
smirnoff whackin shots, vacant lot parking lots
sour with the scritorillo, n-gga i don’t care to be
seat n-gga like toilets, f-ck it i’m a sh-t a bit
[verse 2: french montana]
ready or not, here i come
red berry siroc, red dots on em
marvin g-ye, know you heard through the grape vine
that dope getting stepped on, great one
everything you did i did every time
let the fountains fly like the anytime
man i never thought i’d really make it
you see medusa face on my pillow case
with them doors on, point the goal and
your b-tch gon swallow, we with no head
montana sh-t, i been on the first track
getting all this head and i ain’t learned yet
pimpin them hoes, 6 in the yacht
dippin the rolls, your b-tch in the back
uh, word to pong, i’m clappin off
catch you in the ap fore you turn your burnies off the saw
[verse 3: swizz beatz]
you goin in the back, straight off the back
peoples actin crazy, hit em with the mack
pull out the jag, cause that’s what all they had
up here in the streets you know the goons parasite
n.o.r.e. we deep in this b-tch
sp rockin in the streets in this b-tch
middle fingers up, you don’t really give a f-ck
n-ggas is tryna hustle just to make a f-ckin buck
just to make a f-ckin buck, just to make a f-ckin buck
n-ggas let you down just to make a f-ckin buck
aye, it’s real out there, it’s real out there
them haters think you k!lled out there, k!lled out there
man you a liar, set your house on fire
ain’t nothing man, i think you wear a wire
hang him off the roof with a noose
godd-mn it and let the goons loose
[verse 4: raekwon]
golden monk drunk, how they take pieces of gold?
shave a n-gga face, machete n-ggas quake
indoors with wh0r-s, they soldiers
how at they go? we gon poke k!ll fly ride and roll
the most insane destroying grocers
with more back, it’s scoliosis
yo i’m runs in frontin, land best pull in sh0r-
with the red clock on, no question
build for the reserves, i just swerve laughin, i’m usually around birds
not since once one strapped in
all at a time, mackin a lap on my dime
i just advise n-ggas, stay on your grind
4-50 game, never n-gga what
i’m shutted most better, we will sever your son
out the slum with the vultures, dinosaur chains and roadsters
don’t come around, we approaches
[bridge:]
see when i come through, i never fear
you got em
i’m like a sniper with a riffle
even my hood get it bad
[verse 5: busta rhymes]
look, deeper than them lost troubles and badge
i’m walkin through a lane full of riches
you see all of these diamonds drippin off it
and you get to pourin wine in my gl-ss
havin a seat and listen to science
odometers sparkling, glisten off me
we ball until they call police and they tryna report me
we washin all his brand like a n-gga doing the laundry
see a n-gga tryna chill while you n-ggas tryin to force me
b-tches cleanin my ratchets, i’m a get to blammin em shortly
where the f-ck you tryna step up like you some kind of contendant
you’s a b-tch, reminding me of some kind of a s-x offender
i’ll burn you to a crisp, leaving nothing more than your digit
you hear the family b-tch, i enherit the name defending
nothing’s surprising bout n-ggas like you up on a stretcher
and squeeze until they leak, it’s all like applying the pressure, pause
you probably should went in higher you will protect the cause
ban it from tv set, but a movie don’t wreck the boss
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