Lyrics:

Face



Yo,

Let’s talk about over-excited boi's on the road,

[Break all street], honour every code

Can’t get a real name for themselves,

Living off reflected glory,

Living off face



[Till those flimsy Maxwell gods,]

Keep selling those plates,

Selling those [?]



Claims his pact with mega-man cool

With Romeos cousin […?]

Selling those [….?]

Backstage with the nasty crew

I ask them to get out of my face,



He looks like a face,

I look for a way to move him clear from out of my face

But I leave him there

Hope to the face receiving air



Get a [?] late night phone call,

Pissed cos’ it’s one past Business hours

And the [?] number don’t look local

This is why I don’t answer the phone

Twenty missed calls in total,

Plus 8 voicemails and about 14 text messages

People can’t take hints and messages,

And the message is leave me alone



People got a problem,

[?]I can make [?] for them,

So they can look […?]

All jiggy and we look like pals



Like I’ve been in next weeks [?]

And the phone but you look like a real top

[…]

Disgrace and listen to the face



Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate

[Karma] face

Let’s talk about face,

Let’s talk about money



Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate

[Karma] face

Let’s talk about face,



So many faithful stars I’ve got to deal with

Smiling just for the sake of God knows what

They think or wonder what prognosis they link to my global interest

[…?]

Any place where they’re not,

Can I get a little space or what?



All complaints aside because I appreciate my love

I know you feel the vibe,

I understand what it takes to swallow your pride

and give a boy ratings and [?]

But I believe that’s where it stops,

Maybe a hug or a cuddle [?]

But please don’t congregate all around me

[?] Intoxicate and surround me

Just for the face



Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate

[Karma] face

Let’s talk about face,

Let’s talk about money



Mayhem drama jealousy envy hate

[Karma] face

Let’s talk about face,



[…?]

Goal like no other

Looks like ho undercover

She aint the type of girl you should take home to your mother

You [?] banged her now you’re almost certain that you love her



You know that that disease moves through nearly all the MCs

{?.. ]Blatently off your cheese,

[…?] to Alicia Keys

She says she wants to breathe

You’re telling her hey you’re begging her please