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letra de face off - bo weevil

face off
you gotta take it off (hala hala)
face off
you gotta take it off (hala hala)
face off
you gotta take it off (hala hala)

n-gga take your fake face off
no pretending
cry yourself out now b-tch
no pretending
give ’em some to talk about still
no pretending
gain nothing to cry about b-tch
no pretending

i won’t be a p-ssy n-gga
don’t be a p-ssy n-gga
won’t be a p-ssy n-gga
don’t be a p-ssy n-gga
i won’t be a p-ssy n-gga
don’t be a p-ssy n-gga
won’t be a p-ssy n-gga
don’t be a p-ssy n-gga

man this walls are closing in
and it’s difficult to breath
all my rivals are too strong
for my mind to disrespect
once you start to dance along
boy the music never stop
made a choice to be rappеr over school and i regret
i’m rеally bad with books, i try, i try and i try
at the end i fail
then i lose my mind, myself
i’m a complete fool
that’s how i’d feel everytime they issue results from a test we wrote
on top of that dawg i’m old
i’m older than most kids in this class
when i get back home at about 4 o’clock
i know it’s ’bout time i get a beating
mama already had hers early in the morning
so i gotta wipe my tears and hers
and tell her everything’s gon’ fine
even though i know he broke her spine
i ain’t tryna get this guy p-ssed off
but i gotta make sure mom is save
boy my dad is way too big
’cause i’m sixteen years of age
i can’t have blood on my hands
if i do, my future’s d-mned
ain’t gon’ lie deep down in me
i just wanted to smoke my dad
i remember one day, he came by the shack boozed up as h-ll and grabbed my sis by head, and pulled her down like she ain’t nothing and i lost control

ooh eey
oh my life’s a puzzle, please don’t stress me ’bout my needs
i need no pressure
feel like ooh eey
skr skr yeah god d-mn i hate to follow rules
bend the law i’m own boss

feel like ooh eey (woah)
i can’t live no more
feel like ooh eey (woah)
pain gon’ eat me slow
feel like ooh eey (woah)
ain’t gon’ envy y’all
feel like ooh eey (woah)
y’all gon’ envy me

i done held a couple grudges
i don’t hangout with judges
i know i’m they first target ’cause i’ve always been nothing ‘fore they faces
at school, used to take ls home with me
now i take love home with me
i’ve been shamed, i’ve been tortured by my own god d-mn father
still i rose up and smiled
dust my clothes off and move
sing my pain out meanwhile
i’m so caught up in the past
that’s a wild wild wild worst
i can make things go west
if you catch me at my worst
every line i drop
is an f-bomb, call me kamikaze ’cause i’m playing suicide
rappers coming up with shoe sizes
but they’ll never fit into my shoes i
never kiss and tell and call it truce if i don’t get them a chair man my music’s never going to sit well in they hearts
for that reason i do not do albums
deadalive is a brief encounter
like a therapy session i speak out
so everybody grab a sit and
take a little breathe as you still back
i don’t even wanna hold grudges
we don’t bleed from one flesh
but i wouldn’t mind
carrying your pain
’cause one love means one heart
i’m that boy

n-gga take your fake face off
no pretending
cry yourself out now b-tch
no pretending
give ’em some to talk about still
no pretending
gain nothing to cry about b-tch
no pretending

face off
you gotta take it off (hala hala)
face off
you gotta take it off (hala hala)
face off
you gotta take it off (hala hala)

- bo weevil

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