Face Off

[Ghostface Killah (Scarface)] Yeah, this Tony Starks Scarface, yeah, we about to switch faces (It's goin' down) Yeah Kay Slay (Right here, right here tonight dawg) (Face Mob in New York City) (Huh, holla atcho goddamn boy!) (Don't fuck wit me, don't get this shit crunk up in here, Kay!) (Cuz you know I'mma goddamn fool wit this shit) [Scarface] I'm creatin' a masterpiece for niggas Doin' it Kay Slay, all day, ev'y day, steady up in the 12 gauge I'm fuckin' your house up, you and your spouse up You open your mouth up, guarantee you I douce ya Have 'em writin' about ya, daily I'm in the papers for doubtin' a motherfucker Stankin' the speculation, you want it, you got it, baby I'm at you a lifetime, the nigga washin' your window shorten your lifeline You're fuckin' wit white wine, I'm fuckin' wit nitrate I'm emotionless when I get 'em, a nigga wit ice veins Ain't impressed wit status or jewelry, I'm on some street shit Don't believe in sit in front of a jury, that's weak shit You talk it, you gotta live it, I live it, that's why I speak it Exposin' these niggas weakness', Kay I got 'em sleepin' Reality, fuck a record, don't believe in disrespectin' And niggas will be to see you while your people got you rested' I'm reckless (Chorus) [Ghostface Killah] Mama used to take trips to face to face Now it's face-to-face, Ghost & Face, Scar & Slay We gon' walk the path that mama laid We fail, we gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave [Ghostface Killah] I remember bustin' out the house from police duckin' the vans Wit them taped-up broken revolvers stuck to my pants That was '88, around the time of Slick Rick era Day to day, rolled chains wit them thick knit sweaters Who gives a fuck what the D.A. say, they wanna see me pay Motherfucker this is G.F.K.! I settle crimes wit metal 9s and I ain't gonna stop 'Til your brains all over the street like yellow lines Marshmellow dimes, brick be the size of cobblestones Acknowledge the throne, it's Pretty Tone I'm legendary and compared to my work on the strip, y'all secondary I'm hittin' these fiends lovely, my shit be extra heavy Like construction workers in Timbs, and plus they two box Two Glocks incase I gotta bump a few cops off You know how we do in Staten Island, this is Gaten Island, nigga Not a non-violence sticker (Chorus) [Scarface] I gave you a chance to eat, but you chose to bite the hand that fed You took your shit, nigga, lay in your bed Who'd ever thought this nigga that we sat down at our table and fed Would roll on the street and on wit the feds I used to love this nigga Now I roll around wit a mask and a strap and a grudge for that nigga Fuckin' wit me, this adds the fuel to the fire And I'm about to snap that wire! [Ghostface Killah] We want them new 20s and 100s, Ziplock money Y'all gon' fund it, we gon' eat big like Big Pun did And we goin' all out like Hussein's sons did We stickin' niggas like New York cops wit plungers So take some advice, there's three bears Cashmere down wit 12 gauges under the table Slay got the shotty, ain't that your label And them other two bears, yo, theys the one that paid you buddy! (Chorus) (gunshots)