Ultra - No Face lyrics
[Keith:] A demented man ! [Tim:] Yeah ! [Keith:] Pull your head out your f**in body [Tim:] Yeah ! [Keith:] And all you muthapukkaz thinkin a be f**in hard [Tim:] Yeah ! [Keith:] Rippin your f**in insides out [Tim:] Yeah ! [Keith:] Spittin in your f**in eyes...no face ! [Tim:] Hey yo I catch mad break, and muthapukkaz always get respect Coz I'm off for putting TECs to their neck You can walk around your block, at your pizza's, at your mom's, at your pop's When I lick shots even cops give me props Coz I slay, yeah I slay all my victims n***as see me coming and they say "don't f** with him" That n***a from New York, you know he gets bigger Uptown trouble maker, rap Bronx n***a Yeah ! What's my f**in name ? Tim Diggety ! n***as see me comin and they all start running for the border Outta order, they're being slaughtered I'm deadly with the rhyme and the f**in tape recorder Coz I can k** at will MCs without a touch And you female rappers, with my words: you'll get f**ed Stuck. Outta luck. Closed case Destroyed by the man with no face Listen [Hook:] No face ! [Keith: No f**in face] No face ! [Keith: He gots no f**in face] No face ! [Keith: The man with no f**in face] Yo let me take you on a journey About this punk n***a of the block sellin rocks to the cops How I knocked the mutha's poops out Frontin on my moms in the f**in elevator "lend me five dollars and I'll pay you back later" Greater. My moms said no and held her purse Hit her in the head, now my moms need a nurse The worst thing you could do was touch my lady The one who gave me life, yo n***a, is you crazy ? I'm swayze, ran out the crib with my mac To TEC the fowl down, hell no, he's not a jack It's strictly h*mocide on my muthaphukkin mental You dis me, I k** you, it's all that simple Now as I turn the corner who the f** did I see ? The same b**h n***a starin right at me He reached, I reached, I beat him to the punch Now he's in the gutter and he's f**in pigeon lunch The cops came around but they had no case The witnesses said it was a man with no face [Hook:] No face ! [Keith: No f**in face] No face ! [Keith: The muthaphukka's got no face] No face ! [Keith: No f**in face] No face ! [Keith: No face] No face ! [Keith: No f**in goddamn face] No face ! [Keith: He got no f**in face] No face ! [Keith: No damn face] No face ! [Keith:] Yo, the legacy continues, all you fake muthaphukkaz bein Pimped by yo labels. You jealous a** haters. Yeah y'all know Y'all been stealin our sh** for years f** all o'y'all. Prepare for the Kool Keith solo album and The Tim Dog. Plus the pimpin REX sh** And Kutmasta Kurt was on the production tips Lyrically y'all can't f** with me I'm not tryin to battle and keep it real like you stupid a** Muthaphukkaz do with'cha albums I'd like to thank my fans, you know, the real Ultra fans who's Down in America and Europe, everywhere And f** the rest o'you phony a** muthapuckaz