I only got one life to live like the soaps
So before they take mines I'm puttin Glocks to they throats
Kerplow! Adams Apple just got hit by a nine-millimeter slug this all
Real this ain't no counterfit
Test these nuts n*gga your shell gone crack and its gone take more than
Just a Quiji board to bring your spirit back
You lead yourself into this confrentation elemination of your bodily
Creation now you just a patient
A doctor death but not Kevorkian
You can turn the tails but you don't wanna see the tails of the scorpion
Faces of war , faces of anger, meet me face to face this ain't no
Identity crisis this a mental phase
A million and one faces I've got to know
Cause nobody surpass the wrath of Sir Skier the O
AK's, Glocks, with infareds and Techs on my swords for conquest as they
Test my faces of death
(chorus)
Faces of death, Faces of death
Are you scared for your life motherf*cker?
(You don't wanna see)
Faces of death, Faces of death
Are you scared motherf*cker for your life?
(You don't wanna die) (x2)
Me muggin is how I set them up
A smirky wicked twisted grin suspicion alone just shuts them up
Confusion arouses they brain like pus*y do cause they don't know what I
Can do to them or they pus*y crew
I should tell them to recognize like Sam Snead but I got so many faces
Its a warning they just couldn't heed
It gets greater later but not for haters
I snuff them like Space Invaders call me player hater assassinator
Damn these n*ggers make my trigger finger inch
f*ckin with these menace to society makes me click sh*t
I gave triggers to n*ggers with no hearts
Turn n*ggers into stars and player haters into marks n*gga
Don't you know its my debut and I can break you
The same track you used to conversate to can turn around and fade you
My production style is too complex
Music to me is sex and thats just one of my.....
(chorus) (x2)
My dialect breaks necks, watch me shatter n*ggers like glass, switch up
Faces jump in my sh*t and haul ass
You damn right I got an attitude problem
My personalities switch with every click like a revolver n*gga
You playin Russian Roulette with your life f*ck your wife she ain't a
Widow n*gga I still f*ck her every night
You n*ggers got beef for 100% USDA sirloin steak and you n*ggers finna
Get ate up wait up
This bullsh*t got my bloodpressure rising
Knocking you out like Tyson leave you f*ckers fantisising n*gga
I peal your cap like a safety seal its all real
My Mack 11's all steel makin ya'll kneel
And I got platinums on the wall to show for mine
You claim you the hardest you ain't got a damn dime
And where all your fans at they buyin' all my CD's off the shelf so they
Can witness my faces of death
Chorus