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Facing Off
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Facing Off은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 1998년 8월 1일일에 Relativity Records에서 발매되었습니다.First Family 4 Life
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발매일1998년 8월 1일
라벨Relativity Records
언어English
멜로디에 강한 음악
어쿠스틱 악기 중심
발랑스
춤추기 좋은 음악
에너지
BPM81

크레딧

실연 아티스트
M.O.P.
M.O.P.
실연자
작곡 및 작사
L. Elliott
L. Elliott
작곡가
J. Grinnage
J. Grinnage
작곡가
E. Murry
E. Murry
작곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
M.O.P.
M.O.P.
프로듀서
Laze E Laze
Laze E Laze
프로듀서

가사

Come on
Come on
Rap dudes
Let's rap
Rap dudes... ha-ha
Yeah (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha)
Yeah (Come on, motherfucker!)
See, I gave y'all a hour ****
But now I want my shit back
(Bring it to they ass!)
Fizzy Womack (L.A)
I'ma continue (What) to bring it to ya ass
Motherfuckerrrrr!!!!!
Welcome me back bitch ****, it's the rapper dude (Slash)
No actor dude (Brownsville), snap a dude
You listen to gun shots pop, it's Murder Capital
We all for one boy, where them young boys clappin you
And thugs hold the fort down tight, they bust back at you
Another **** drop, tryin to stop drug traffic dude
B-Boys' employed decoys, just to trap a fool
Any and every individual, this can happen to
We move on ****, rip two's on ****
Cuz ain't no tellin what them fellas about
I remain in the cut, comprehending ya doubts
Back up off me, softly, spit ten, then I'm out
Silly motherfuckers gettin carried away
But they fuck around with Fame and get carried away
Cuz I'm a **** of the Earth (Earth!), **** of the Sea (Sea!)
**** of the Sky, the Fire, M.O.P
I'm a front big willie, like I'm runnin this game
What I can play, Lil Fame like a mothafucka
See why ya rollin, I'm patrolling, man, Hod on steel
Who the fuck you think you are ****? Ron O'Neal? (Fuck outta here)
All I really need is respect, that's what I'm mention for (Bitch)
What you inchin for (Clack Clack), what ya flinching for?
And when it jump off don't ask did he know
Because he knows who the fuck I am, Fizzy Wo'
Magnificent, baby
Firing Squad
One of a kind ****
Top of the line ****, divine **** (Illest)
My ****... (Realest) B.D
You know my steez, ****
You know my steez
M.O.P. (Fizzy Wo')
Yo I'm a Brownsville native junior, I'm talkin' born and raised
That's where we learn to let the pistol spark, bark and blaze
(First Family) Suffer for days (Come on)
And we inherited them criminal ways
I survive with a fist full of hopes and dreams
And a hand full of **** that I call upon team
By the time I was thirteen (Thirteen!)
I got myself a 318 and startin makin moves baby
It's like I told ya boy, my environment put me on front line
(Soldier Boy) Rapid firing greatest of all times, William Danze
Waitin for Shaq to get back (Welcome home my ****), I done made plans
96% of this world don't know I exist
That's why my point is gettin missed
I walks with my brother Mike Sone, as I stroll thru the ghetto
And the sun is like the wind beneath my wings like zeros
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
****
Ha ha
Written by: E. Murry, J. Grinnage, L. Elliott
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