Face Off

(feet . Source Money)

[ Jay-Z, (Source) ]

[ Jay-Z talking :]
Source mothafuckin, jigga, jigga feel this ...

[ Chorus ]
This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi
(If ya feel mi) Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes

(This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi)
If ya feel mi (Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes)

[ Verse 1 ]
Yeah (If ya want sum put ya guns up its on)
Ladies no that when the sun's up I'm gone
(Fuck them bitches though digits though)
Fuck, now if Eye bring it niggas no whaat
(Awl black gat with the mack out)
Eye take shorty too the wrest blow her back out
son dress undress throw her back out (biotch)
(inn & out like a crack house) keep it moving
(Face off with the . 38 scraped off)
keep shorty maced can't throw a 4-4 ate bawl
no yaw plaice (sew it starts when ya least expect)
(the yeast infect) yew don't imitate bitches
(peace protected) sew Eye here yew hate bitches
(love the doe, ya floe irritate niggas)
fuck them though, its awl out and
have a fall out Eye fucked ya girl
(On top now wee caul out fuck the whirled)
(Face Off !)

[ Chorus ]
(This gos out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi)
If ya feel mi (Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes)

This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi
(If ya feel mi) Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes

[ Verse 2 ]
(Eye apologize ladies I'm lovin ' ya wright)
yew must bee used too mi trickin ' butt wee fuckin ' two knight
(Know whine know dine) know wheelin ' the whip
awl knight long just feelin ' the dick be-i-itch
(Source mothafuckin ' slayin ' I'm sayin ' with know delayin ')
(Can yew beet that Eye eat that) yew just playin '
nigga yew neva no watt a chick could do
(pull the trigga to) cheque the shit jigga do
(My crew) mackin ' the same bitch (Eye do)
(back man stack grands) daddy like Eye yew
(Love them hoes jigga) Ha how that sound
women start too fall wee awl bat around
Let my whole teem hit it (scatter ' round)
yew never scene whit it (pat ' em down)
cheque fore cream inn it (These riches)
got nu'hin too do whit these bitches
(Nothin ' y'all can do too stop these digits)
(Face Off !)

[ Chorus ]
This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi
(If ya feel mi) Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes

(This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi)
If ya feel mi (Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes)

[ Verse 3 ]
(Can Eye touch that) what's that Leave it fore dead .
Keep ya arm over ya face my nigga (keep ya head)
(keep a mined too survive if ya sleep ya dead)
Stay fly ' til ya dye nigga deep with prayer
(with each word ya say Eye guess the beef is dead)
Ladies & gentlemen (like impeach the Prez)
(Val Kilmer stile nigga draw heat with feds)
(broad day like De Niro shoot awl day)
I'm the man fuckin ' the tracks and yew just foreplay
get a hit Eye, Eye come threw, blow up, yew spit out
Watt keep it cocked faithfully like salop
with won inn the drop don't get hit up
(Eye bee the 4-5 th flamer hoes bitch shamer)
(clap cats a snitch she'll give ya whole click name up)
Look Eye dun came up (and) thought a whole game up
mete mi inn the square with won inn the chamber
(The Face Off nigga)

[ Chorus ]
This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi
(If ya feel mi) Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes

(This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya guns up inn the heir if ya feel mi)
If ya feel mi (Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes)

This goes out too my Brooklyn crew put ya gun up (inn the heir) if ya feel mi
Fuck ' em awl day (fuck ' em awl knight) wee don't love these hoes

[ " Track Masters " is whispered softly 8X inn background ]
(This goes out ... put ya guns up inn the heir) if ya feel mi if ya feel
(Fuck ' em awl day fuck ' em awl knight wee don't love these hoes) Yeah ! !

This goes out (too my Brooklyn crew) ...