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Face Down Twelve Rounds

't hear you, talk behind my back? You think I don't see oyu, and your hypocritical act Did you ever think about the rest Here's twelve rounds in the

After twelve, not so well Won't pretend, it's too soon to tell What's 'round this bend No disgrace, about face Anything not to have to chase You down

I'm opposed, y'all can't stop Jumped the fence, went down the path, came out by Ms. Dot 'partment Ay, ay Bubba Sparxx, shoot we down to the spot Them

back and I'm about to murder cats Trying to take my crown, I ain't letting that go down I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah You

body down the hall Grab a scalpel and a blade Time to play the nurse's aid Operate, then strap her down Carve her face into a clown Killed another, then

low killa rollin five and the deuce Locc to the brain set-trippin' after fucking with that sick juice I fuckin' pump twelve rounds of that knot block the plot (you down

't a area code it's a gangsta mode And I'm still in amazement on how I put it down Emptied round after round rat-tat-tat was the sound Now understand

grabs the stash and ? ? ? ? ? No assistance pick up excepts the cash Baby keep yo' head down low Tear gas through the window, hits the floor Grabs the mask - to the face

niggas When they come around when I sneeze tryin to play me and I squeeze To pull to ya back - maybe one of your face Riding nigga another dick is what