Warning - Knife in the Face Songtext
von 7L & Esoteric

We don′t pussy for the rap shit
We beat down shit
We ain't the cats that you wanna fuck around with
Straight up, like a jump ball
You make my skin crawl like a snake
I hold my weight like Triple H
The cerebral assassin
I′ll beat you, delete you with a passion
Cash in, girls are what motivates me
That's why a rapper like yourself is in safety
I don't claim to be a thug, but I will eat a slug For any sparrow that′s giving or receiving love
I keep a glove in my right hand
So when I murder with the mic
They won′t trace me when they pull it out your diaphragm
You're in the frying pan
I′m a violent man, watch Silence of the Lambs
Ready to go out, and snap the jaw off your mouth
I'm not the one to diss
I′m fearless like Markyn in the Deer Hunter is
No doubt, no deal

You thug it out, cut it out
You fuck around we gon'
Slug it out, club it out
You playing games we gon′
Shut you out, so now you know what we're about
Pimp, slap, and thug beyond a shadow of a doubt


Y'all motherfuckers is acting real fake right
Your man′s man ain′t even that man
You ain't living that life
You ain′t ready for that man, fall back
Bitch ass rapper, fake gat clapper
Can't fuck around with the underground jaw tapper
Raw rapper, rugged like a Land Rover
Hand over the mic, your plan′s over tonight
Ain't nobody flowing this tight in y′all clique
I'm too sick, so eat a dick
You can't get with the words that I spit
I rip, can′t stand none of this fake shit
This out of street but weight shit
You a baby, go back to Old Navy
"Yo I shop Newbury", now you want Newbury
While I′m spending cash on 5th Ave
You kids have not a clue
Or the slightest inkling of who you're talking to
I′ll slaughter you, my crew hears you want a face off
First of all shake the hate off
Claiming that you paid when it's my place you ate off
The truth is you can′t afford to take a day off
You stay soft like my purple label face cloth
My dick you need to stay off
If punchlines were punch clocks you'd be laid off