Kon'science - Face Off lyrics

Coming from the underground They won't let me out My hair to nappy Want me to shut my mouth You to happy .. What u smiling bout Uncle Sam still Got my n***as in the f**ing drout Stress out above the clouds Riding thro ghost town I don't care for these bars But here's another round Of that good sh** I know you tired of that Money hoes & clothes And how they get it Underground don't be bullsh**ting I live for music So I'm getting to it I need it f** it I wanted Shed days i stayed blunted Curving hoes for flows I stayed fronting Told me that I'm good for nothing But these beats for beat for something Wanted me to beat for nothing Never had a full house Always bluffing Grinding while she cuffing While I'm timing the percussion Learning while they party At different functions 3 years with the same constructions My motto is f** it But everything look well constructed My clan in the front To bring the ruckas Nothing else to say but... Kushandbeatz s**as