Game Face

with Ras Kass



I don't fuck around I'll break you down in the hours of H

All these L.A times motherfucka's keepin the pace

No need to pull strings things still get done

To have you yellin at the top of yo lungs

So Xzibit never speak wit a false tounge

Slid off like a handgun

Tryin to build an empire to pass to my grandson

I never like to talk business over the phone

So either have love for the game or leave it alone

Plus action speak louder than words

And pussy move faster than birds

So I gotta keep a gameface

On the street you slip, and you might catch a hot one

Xzibit stay low and kick back like a shotgun

I keep it bangin to the end of the line

When a rapper think his saggin style is fuckin with mine, it's divine

Cuz my family is harder than bricks

Anything to keep it movin cuz it's harder to hit



Chorus:

(Ras Kass)

Only right I fuck wit you when you fuckin' wit mine

Keep it movin to the end of the line

And action speak louder than words

And pussy move faster than birds

Gotta keep a gameface

(Xzibit)

Only right I fuck wit you when you fuckin' wit mine

Keep it movin to the end of the line

And action speak louder than words

And pussy move faster than birds

Gotta keep a gameface



Verse 2: Ras Kass

Men must be either tramp or the crutch

To regulate, relegate, delegate power, nigga touch something

Trust no one and die dumping

Drained ya battery you barely talking like Teddy Ruxpin

See that's wassup, nigga I don't give a fuck

Say some shit so nasty, it'll make Little Kim blush

As if, a 98 bentley didn't tempt me

To lay bullshit over this empty

But consequently my conscience wouldn't permit me

I'm one-third