VERSE 1 ]

Smellin stale fresh out the county jail

Coppers gave me hell in a cell

But now its Mo' Murder to make mail

They thought my heart was playin life at a different pitch

But I stick to the scrip

Dump a snitch in a ditch

Its 94 I came to be fuckin around

Paranoia of a jack so I'm quick to draw down

The only way I gets my mail is to be off in your ass

With a AK or a Uzi screamin : Give me your cash nigga

So back to fuck on up

Cause can't nobody stop this nigga to sellin a D thats raw and uncut

Fuckin over fiends

Laughin in their faces sellin ?soap? to niggas can die anyday

Niggas come showed off in them jacks G

Another homie eyes wide open dead in my backseat

We never thought that they would get him

My nigga was like a soldier we'd never knew that the bullet hit him

Thought to myself was cocaine with my homie's life

He picked the crime Do or Die now he pays the price

To look in struggle on his face with his Gat in his hand

My nigga died

With the face of a desperate man



[ CHORUS ] 2 X

So we can tear this face

We can tear this face

The face of a desperate man , Gyeah-man

Butabyebye butabyebyebang butabyebyebangbo

So we can tear his face when him smokin the endo

Butabyebye



[ VERSE 2 ]

Check motherfuckin 1 check 1-2

I gotta gets my mail thats what I gotta do

And don't nobody run up on me

Cause Franklin and Grant is my only motherfuckin homie

I made a deal with the devil and sold my soul

Through about O.E. and fourteen-years old

Young hog ass nigga never ever saw of

Got me a strap and learned not to shoot my brolls of

And all the youngsters sneakin pass the bottle

Because the G's , pimps and hustlers was the motherfuckin role model

And everytime we had a house party

Was just the chance for a nigga to see another nigga's dead body

And nobody stayed around for sequels

Cause the nigga that was bustin was spreadin bullets around equal

Now they mobbin

I'm seein sparks hearin shots

Pistol's popped

Another motherfucker flopped

On the ass first up by the 44

Flatline ambulance put him in the door

Loud screams from his homies yellin Imma smoke 'em

Feelin bad cause his partners on blood joke 'em

A touchin scene niggas screamin in the rain

Looked in his homeboy's face

His homie said his name

Now he'd be lookin for that nigga with the Gat and

Ready for that Redrum

With the face of a desperate man



[ CHORUS ]



94 is gettin hot style nigga

I gotta watch my shit mug on my face nigga ?? dog mean bitch

I'm muggin every nigga that be walkin by

Is it true can his hand be quicker than my eye

I'm wonderin if I gotta pull out my steel

Cause motherfuckers they can feel me they will look at me real

So , flow to the motherfuckin 4

If I have to let 'em know not to play me like a hoe

Cause I sticks to the G code

I unloads the clizip and ease on down the road

1 and 1 Spice only

I do my dirt about my motherfuckin lonely ( by myself nigga )



[ CHORUS ]



94

Spiggedy 1 with up on that ass

Yeah

Mean muggin every nigga that ride by

Face of a desperate man nigga

I gots to gets mine

So if you try to take my shit

Quick to bust a cap in that ass

94

Bloooooow

Formally like that