Texty:
Face To Face Anybody Listening

I ain't got no felonies, I'm good wit crimes Not all dat wit macs, but I'm good wit nines Great wit eights, nigga, I'll heat ya face And I got a hungry

your grind on I got that new F-N, call it that faggot nigga gun Couple of hollow tips make you faggot niggaz run Crack pull up, everybody clear out Anybody

6,666 pages wages, i wrote six aces and at the same dice games, i caught six cases all over big faces, now it's tipped laces ready to dig faces, but

couch and the flo' Cause a Mexican like my self is out for some dough But ya already know, if you got big pelotas Anybody now a days, might be the chotas

Anybody wanna test how much straps, you want it? Aiyyo the gangsta's back Stop it right where you at Let a real nigga rock real murderer rap Tell them thug niggaz, listen

(Intro-J and Shaggy) I choke (nope) Hold up. Aight, listen. (Fucking go!) I stab you with an umbrella, and then open it! (Noo!) Cause I'm sick like

I choke hold up, aright, listen (Nope, fuckin' go) I stab you with an umbrella and then open it (No) 'Cause I'm sick like a diseased Ethiopian (That shit

record, say what Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up When I say pop it up I mean deal it at the turn of the gun We can do it if anybody want

[Chorus: D-Dubb] Is anybody listening? (Is anybody, anybody, anybody listening?) I'm all alone in this world (Anybody, anybody) Anybody listening? (Is anybody, anybody, anybody