[ verse 1 ]
Smellin stale fresh out the county jail
Coppers gave me hell in a cell
But now its mo' murder to make mail
They thought my heart was playin life at a different pitch
But i stick to the scrip
Dump a snitch in a ditch
Its 94 i came to be f**in around
Paranoia of a jack so i'm quick to draw down
The only way i gets my mail is to be off in your a**
With a ak or a uzi screamin : give me your cash n***a
So back to f** on up
Cause can't nobody stop this n***a to sellin a d thats raw and uncut
f**in over fiends
Laughin in their faces sellin ?soap? to n***as can die anyday
n***as come showed off in them jacks g
Another homie eyes wide open dead in my backseat
We never thought that they would get him
My n***a was like a soldier we'd never knew that the bullet hit him
Thought to myself was c**aine with my homie's life
He picked the crime do or die now he pays the price
To look in struggle on his face with his gat in his hand
My n***a died
With the face of a desperate man
[ chorus ] 2 x
So we can tear this face
We can tear this face
The face of a desperate man , gyeah-man
Butabyebye butabyebyebang butabyebyebangbo
So we can tear his face when him smokin the endo
Butabyebye
[ verse 2 ]
Check motherf**in 1 check 1-2
I gotta gets my mail thats what i gotta do
And don't nobody run up on me
Cause franklin and grant is my only motherf**in homie
I made a deal with the devil and sold my soul
Through about o.e. and fourteen-years old
Young hog a** n***a never ever saw of
Got me a strap and learned not to shoot my brolls of
And all the youngsters sneakin pa** the bottle
Because the g's , pimps and hustlers was the motherf**in role model
And everytime we had a house party
Was just the chance for a n***a to see another n***a's dead body
And nobody stayed around for sequels
Cause the n***a that was bustin was spreadin bullets around equal
Now they mobbin
I'm seein sparks hearin shots
Pistol's popped
Another motherf**er flopped
On the a** first up by the 44
Flatline ambulance put him in the door
Loud screams from his homies yellin imma smoke 'em
Feelin bad cause his partners on blood joke 'em
A touchin scene n***as screamin in the rain
Looked in his homeboy's face
His homie said his name
Now he'd be lookin for that n***a with the gat and
Ready for that redrum
With the face of a desperate man
[ chorus ]
94 is gettin hot style n***a
I gotta watch my sh** mug on my face n***a ?? dog mean b**h
I'm muggin every n***a that be walkin by
Is it true can his hand be quicker than my eye
I'm wonderin if i gotta pull out my steel
Cause motherf**ers they can feel me they will look at me real
So , flow to the motherf**in 4
If i have to let 'em know not to play me like a hoe
Cause i sticks to the g code
I unloads the clizip and ease on down the road
1 and 1 spice only
I do my dirt about my motherf**in lonely ( by myself n***a )
[ chorus ]
94
Spiggedy 1 with up on that a**
Yeah
Mean muggin every n***a that ride by
Face of a desperate man n***a
I gots to gets mine
So if you try to take my sh**
Quick to bust a cap in that a**
94
Bloooooow
Formally like that