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Face Off
by BREADBOX!
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Fuck you I chew a rappers face off
I been hungry for years they takin days off
Biting rhymes like they writing high on bath salts
I been building 16's out of writer's blocks
Empty stomach full of edibles and alcohol
The highs and lows keep me balanced please don't get involved
I been hot all winter spittin molotovs
Burning bright against all odds like fires in the gulf
If you wanna get it jumpin we can set it off
If you tryna get it lit I'll spray the aerosol
Dope lines hittin harder than an 8-ball
Sniff or listen in you gon be trippin until next fall
I feel like cage in face off
Fake it 'til I make it then I take off
I feel like cage in face off
Fake 'til I make it cuz it's the
Dope nigga with quotes that flow sicker than a runny nose
We get it wiped no tissue
It's scope nigga the coldest code switcher
The pussy practitioner the holy ghost giver
It's breadbox we tight no dreadlocks
Firm grip on the money keep it in a headlock you get
Picked off like a biscoff in a cup of hot coffee
Bitch nigga you big soft stop playin
And we bigger than ever
A better team than the seven
These niggas need to know better
I'll crack your head like it's nothing
If she wants me she'll beg
Then we breaking the bed
Never come from just head
But she got me like ooh
Don't test my niggas cuz we graduated
Don't need another drink cuz we plenty faded
All I need is a girl in her hoe phase
Fine as a dime till I put her in her hoe place
Up dog
What's up dog
All of y'all niggas ain't up dog
Shot gun to your head we blow your face off
Shot gun to your head we blow your face off
Father I know im a sinner
Ain't a buck but I feel like a winner
And I know I ain't a nigger
But I'll still use the word cuz I'm here with all my niggas
Fuck you I chew a rappers face off
I been hungry for years they takin days off
Biting rhymes like they writing high on bath salts
I been building 16's out of writer's blocks
Empty stomach full of edibles and alcohol
The highs and lows keep me balanced please don't get involved
I been hot all winter spittin molotovs
Burning bright against all odds like fires in the gulf
If you wanna get it jumpin we can set it off
If you tryna get it lit I'll spray the aerosol
Dope lines hittin harder than an 8-ball
Sniff or listen in you gon be trippin until next fall
I feel like cage in face off
Fake it 'til I make it then I take off
I feel like cage in face off
Fake 'til I make it cuz it's the
Dope nigga with quotes that flow sicker than a runny nose
We get it wiped no tissue
It's scope nigga the coldest code switcher
The pussy practitioner the holy ghost giver
It's breadbox we tight no dreadlocks
Firm grip on the money keep it in a headlock you get
Picked off like a biscoff in a cup of hot coffee
Bitch nigga you big soft stop playin
And we bigger than ever
A better team than the seven
These niggas need to know better
I'll crack your head like it's nothing
If she wants me she'll beg
Then we breaking the bed
Never come from just head
But she got me like ooh
Don't test my niggas cuz we graduated
Don't need another drink cuz we plenty faded
All I need is a girl in her hoe phase
Fine as a dime till I put her in her hoe place
Up dog
What's up dog
All of y'all niggas ain't up dog
Shot gun to your head we blow your face off
Shot gun to your head we blow your face off
Father I know im a sinner
Ain't a buck but I feel like a winner
And I know I ain't a nigger
But I'll still use the word cuz I'm here with all my niggas
