Face Down (Rebirth)
Wakey wakey getting nakey
Just don't tell anyone thorough
But I am going to go completely naked
I'm actually butt naked in the studio
Recording this right now
Rock out with my cock out
Pants around the ankles
Aye
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
Jumped the gun
Under 21
Started just for fun
About to blow like a sidewinders
Been driven like a man on a mission
With this tunnel vision
Focused in it with side blinders
Have no fear
Give it a year
Switch up my crappy shituation
I'm more of a shit shiner
I carry more game than a running back
Meanwhile you perfected bitching
You're more of a fine winer
Feel like X
Hitting dimes till my times up
All timeless
Not Alzheimer's
Come find us
'Cause I done
Fiddle with the Devil
Sold my soul for fine china
That's why my plates so full
Not falling victim to fate at all
Working myself dead
Might be my fatal flaw
Got no time for beef
I'm the freak who ate it raw
They say, tag you're it
Just talented and gifted
My goals in the bag that the cats escaped
Or rephrased
I been choose to go solo on this mission
Bet you mad I kept this secret
It's so sad to say
Now you see I'm winning
All my blessings came down
And we going to turn up
'Til we falling with our face down
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
Watch me flex, been focused on my style
Low life, just chilling on the high road
You're behind like West Coast time zone
My name rings better than your plugs iphone
Vinny Machiavelli
It's the story of my life, yeah
Debut on an IMAX
Larger than a five-x
Dye cast
We about to reach climax
I spaz on just about every beat that I pass
Getting cake like we baking for a business
Deal flames
Propain
These damn dames
Adding names to my legger
You would think I had a hit list
I'm going to show my gifts
Christmas can't wait
Oh
Come see me in the nose bleeds
Or if you know me
Courts side when Bucks play
Have them know me
Or be a bitch kid
Shit I guess that's a risk I'll take
What?
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
'Bout to kill a beat
Going to send my condolence
How can my mind be so twisted yet I own it?
People are amazed how I can write these words
Twist them worse than the ankles of Kurt Angle's opponents
About to kick it with them
Welcome to my dojo
Doja make me cough
X them off with my mojo
Spit be on freeze
Razors make em bleed
Have them praying on their knees
When I'm whipping up my froyo
Set in stone
Swing Excalibur
Cut dull the conversation
I'm going to leave you on read
Only hold my own
On point like cactus fur
No fervor or elation
To follow popular trends
Been losing my damn mind
Putting in this hard time
Just to show the world what I do with a pen
But If this shits a cake walk
Before we even take off
I'm telling you ain't going to want to fuck with us then
What?
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
Alright
That sounded hot!
Just don't tell anyone thorough
But I am going to go completely naked
I'm actually butt naked in the studio
Recording this right now
Rock out with my cock out
Pants around the ankles
Aye
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
Jumped the gun
Under 21
Started just for fun
About to blow like a sidewinders
Been driven like a man on a mission
With this tunnel vision
Focused in it with side blinders
Have no fear
Give it a year
Switch up my crappy shituation
I'm more of a shit shiner
I carry more game than a running back
Meanwhile you perfected bitching
You're more of a fine winer
Feel like X
Hitting dimes till my times up
All timeless
Not Alzheimer's
Come find us
'Cause I done
Fiddle with the Devil
Sold my soul for fine china
That's why my plates so full
Not falling victim to fate at all
Working myself dead
Might be my fatal flaw
Got no time for beef
I'm the freak who ate it raw
They say, tag you're it
Just talented and gifted
My goals in the bag that the cats escaped
Or rephrased
I been choose to go solo on this mission
Bet you mad I kept this secret
It's so sad to say
Now you see I'm winning
All my blessings came down
And we going to turn up
'Til we falling with our face down
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
Watch me flex, been focused on my style
Low life, just chilling on the high road
You're behind like West Coast time zone
My name rings better than your plugs iphone
Vinny Machiavelli
It's the story of my life, yeah
Debut on an IMAX
Larger than a five-x
Dye cast
We about to reach climax
I spaz on just about every beat that I pass
Getting cake like we baking for a business
Deal flames
Propain
These damn dames
Adding names to my legger
You would think I had a hit list
I'm going to show my gifts
Christmas can't wait
Oh
Come see me in the nose bleeds
Or if you know me
Courts side when Bucks play
Have them know me
Or be a bitch kid
Shit I guess that's a risk I'll take
What?
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
'Bout to kill a beat
Going to send my condolence
How can my mind be so twisted yet I own it?
People are amazed how I can write these words
Twist them worse than the ankles of Kurt Angle's opponents
About to kick it with them
Welcome to my dojo
Doja make me cough
X them off with my mojo
Spit be on freeze
Razors make em bleed
Have them praying on their knees
When I'm whipping up my froyo
Set in stone
Swing Excalibur
Cut dull the conversation
I'm going to leave you on read
Only hold my own
On point like cactus fur
No fervor or elation
To follow popular trends
Been losing my damn mind
Putting in this hard time
Just to show the world what I do with a pen
But If this shits a cake walk
Before we even take off
I'm telling you ain't going to want to fuck with us then
What?
Fuck with us
Leave you with your face down
About to bus
Run it up like a greyhound
Shut them up
Ain't nothing you can say now
World made of clay
I'm going to mold it to my way out
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Face down
Nose to the street
Been grinding with my face down
Alright
That sounded hot!
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Derose, Nico Syufy
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