Wednesday, October 29, 2008

FUCKKFACE

I see your dirty face
High behind your collar
What is done in vain
Truth is hard to swallow
So you pray to God
To justify the way you live a lie
Live a lie
Live a lie

And you take your time
And you do your crime
Well you made your bed
I’m in mine

Now the son’s disgrased
He, who knew his father
When he cursed his name
Turned, and chased the dollar
But it broke his heart
So he stuck his middle finger
To the world
To the world
To the world

And you take your time
And you stand in line
Well you’ll get what’s yours
I got mine

Im in here like bitch what’s up
Mechanic, me, I can fix you up
I can fuck you up
I can fuck you down
Shorty we can go wherever just pick a town
And the jewelry is louder than an engine sound
Big ass rocks like off the ground
Dirty like socks thats on the ground


DO IT LIKE WE DO,

IMAN