Face Off

[Intro: (Ghostface Killah), Scarface]

(Yeah! This Tony Starks, Scarface – yeah!)

(We about to switch faces)

It's goin' down! (Yeah, Kay Slay!)

Right here–right here tonight, dawg – Face Mob in New York City, huh!

Holla at ya goddamn boy! Don't fuck wit' me

Don't get this shit crunk up in here, Kay!

'Cause you know I'mma goddamn fool wit this shit

[Scarface]

I'm creatin' a masterpiece for niggas

Doin' it Kay Slay, all day, ev'y day, steady uppin' the 12 gauge

I'm fuckin' your house up, you and your spouse up

You open your mouth up, guarantee you I douse ya

Have 'em writin' about ya–daily I'm in the papers for doubtin' a muhfucker

Statin' in that special way – you want it, you got it, baby

I'm at you a lifetime, the nigga washin' your window, shortens your lifeline

You're fuckin' wit' white wine, I'm fuckin' wit nitrate

I'm emotionless when I get 'em – nigga wit' ice veins

Ain't impressed wit status or jewelry, I'm on some street shit

Don't believe in sittin' in front of a jury, that's weak shit

You talk it, you gotta live it – I live it, that's why I speak it

Exposin' these niggas weakness – Kay, I got 'em sleepin'

Reality–fuck a record, don't believe in disrespectin'

And niggas'll be to see you while your people got you restin' – I'm reckless

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

Mama used to take trips, to face-to-face

Now it's face the Face – Ghost and Face, Scar and Slay

We gon' walk the path that mama laid

We fail? We gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]

I remember bustin' at the housing police, duckin' the vans

With them taped-up broken revolvers stuffed in my pants

That was '88, around the time of Slick Rick era

Dana Dane, rope chains wit' the thick knit sweaters

Who gives a fuck what the D.A. say, they wanna see me pay

Motherfucker, this is GFK!

I settle crimes wit' metal 9's and I ain't gonna stop

'Til your brains all over the street like yellow lines

Marshmellow dimes, brick be the size of cobblestones

Acknowledge the throne, it's Pretty Tone! (Word!)

I'm legendary – and compared to my work on the strip, y'all secondary

I'm hittin' these fiends lovely, my shit be extra heavy

Like construction workers in Timbs, and plus they tool box

Two Glocks, in case I gotta bump a few cops off

You know how we do in Staten Island, this is Gattin' Island, nigga

Not a non-violence sticker

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

Mama used to take trips, to face-to-face

Now it's face the Face – Ghost and Face, Scar and Slay

We gon' walk the path that mama laid

We fail? We gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave

[Verse 3: Scarface]

I gave you a chance to eat, but you chose to bite the hand that fed

You took your shit, nigga, lay in your bed

Who'd ever thought this nigga that we sat down at our table and fed

Would roll on the street and on wit' the Feds?

I used to love this nigga!

Now I roll around wit' a mask and a strap and a grudge for the nigga

Fuckin' wit me, this adds the fuel to the fire

And I'm about to snap that wire!

[Verse 4: Ghostface Killah]

We want them new 20's and 100's, Ziploc money

Y'all gon' fund it, we gon' eat big like Big Pun did

And we goin' all out like Hussein's sons did

We stickin' niggas like New York cops wit' plungers

So take some advice (What?) – there's three bears

Cashmere'd down, wit' 12 gauges under the table

Slay got the shotty, aimed at your navel

And them other two bears, yo – they's the one that paid you, buddy!

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]

Mama used to take trips, to face-to-face

Now it's face the Face – Ghost and Face, Scar and Slay

We gon' walk the path that mama laid

We fail? We gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave

{*gunshots*}