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'ma goddamn fool wit this shit)

[Scarface]

I'm creatin' a masterpiece for niggaz

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 jewelry, that's weak shit

You talk it, you gotta live it, I live it, that's why I speak it

Exposin' these niggaz weakness', Kay I got 'em sleepin'

Reality, fuck a record, don't believe in disrespectin'

And niggaz 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 dollars 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 ?

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' niggaz 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)