Face Candy - Witness Intimidation lyrics

You know what’s going on
It’s the same old shit
It’s the fangs that grip me on the side of
My hip when I don’t know how to live
It’s the brains that hit and it’s
The stains of this and it’s
The rain that hit's and it’s
The explaining the entertainer shit
And it’s about trying to maintain
A grip and it’s about
Trying to be out of my mouth don’t live
If you can’t live right
If you can’t live right if you can’t
Get upward to the highest and drop right
If you can’t fall like you
Were supposed to I’m gonna
Have to say that I don’t really even know you
I do not oppose the things that
You were trying you were lying
You were dying who was flying suicide
Is not an option -
Please don’t leave me now, please
Don’t leave me down and
Please, don’t leave me with
This crown and please
Don’t leave me with this frown -
And please, don’t feed me
Please, don’t feed me
That would not be all that easy that
Would not be all that easy

Yeah… We’ll (Too much TV)
Not be that easy ‘cos I
Know the world needs me
Knocking over bottles of water I tell
You save yourself from the horror
Hope that you live tomorrow
Here’s my sorrow for all the fallen soldiers

… Slapping emcees
Tell ‘em all to look the other
Way that we’ll be flipping when
I’ve gone with Eyedea and friends
We’re in the motherfucking house
We need to kick it like that
I - flip - that - shit - I
- bust - so - many - styles
Move - it - back - here - pull forth from
The back when I attack the whack I -
Slap the whack back with a
Motherfucking Gat when I blast
Never will they last doing
The task before they
Ride their bike home respect the laugh -
Respect the wrath
Dead or be kicking motherfuckers are
Ending up in a bloodbath

(Wow) it feels good to be right
On the towel face down
Put the bass down now

Where’s the answer? Can I walk in?
Get a chance to, get your mind?
And expand to "Shit, I’m ugly"
Feeling handsome
What can I say God from my grandma?
That’s why I talk country country grammar
This shit, I spit, to the slammer
With the Santana off the head grammar ay
Bounce up, up, up, up up
Up and don’t come down
Fuck gravity gravity don’t come around
Represent this shit amazing the sound
Zit's insist
Never been distressed when I start
Leave no witnesses -
From the heart air from the brain how
Can I maintain what I could play?
(Felt bare)

With this sick kid I flip this witness
Emcees aren’t able to get with this it’s -
Motherfucking that we making don’t
Look like this is
When I grab the mic and spit shit

Exercise the farthest for the
Fitness rep’ with
This I freestyle and fucking rip shit
All I wrote was smoking represent
Just like earsome token

- But they know I’m about to
Head off the head -
Head off emcees - they get cut off like
I’m on the top of all you lost
But motherfuckers are stepping to
The mic’ it’s open but you all just lost

Monstrous with the freestyle can’t nobody
Fuck with all of us
Represent like "Yo, we on the bus"
This is the way we go on and

(Come with a fight, come to the top)

Eat me - I mean beat me - I
Mean take me down and releive me -
I mean repeat these styles when I breath I
Thought that someone’s gonna leave me -
Someone’s gonna leave me
Of course someone had to feed me all the time
The course wouldn’t matter at all (Baby)
(Back on the scene)

The time, the time
The ceiling, it’s falling, it’s falling
It’s calling, it’s smiling, it’s feeling
It’s own psyche residing, residing

Do you want it? Ay yo I’m on it
Lots of demons in this vomit
Bit confused, ay yo in the maze
Representing in the maze
Snakes that whither on the path of this place
Represent, like it’s your last day
Wonder who gets in now who we winning?
This shit I spit so persistent

Got to choose a higher path inspire wrath -
Emcees they whack I’ve got to
Laugh when I be -
Hearing their flow - don’t wanna be hearing
Their flow was a miracle yo
Taking one and I rip them up -
You ain’t nothing motherfucker no it ain’t
Us you’re one over yeah -
Shit - jumping outta my skin - I fooled them
I’m on a fucking stage with six real men
(yeah we don’t give a fuck)
(We don’t give a fuck) six real men

(We don’t give a, One a day)
(I give her good luck)
(I’m never gon’ find it… I’m too blinded)
I give her good, give her good
Give her good luck give her good
Give her good make it ever so
Don’t rock on the wood
Don’t ever forget to be good
Do everything that you should don’t ever
(Ban everything don’t ever think)
Don’t ever lay, in a bed of thorn roses
(No-one told) trying to find the lame
(O-o-o oh, ooh) in a bed of thorn roses
(No-one told)

Don’t ever think
Don’t ever think that everything
Can make the sky split when my eyelids
Are closed and the phone rings
Don’t ever think about blinking
Don’t ever even think about
Thinking if you’re
Not thinking for the right reasons
Stay calm, and let your teeth hit eachover
When the other palm did no harm
But, you still felt
Like you should take the other cheek
Bite the other cheek
Think of your mother this week
Think of how you’ve, uncovered, the sleeping
Think of how you’ve discovered how
The relationship needs deepening
Think of how you’ve been under
The whole fucking ceiling
Trying to raise up trying to
Teach what you’re teaching
But, you weren’t leeching onto
The right progress
So your word’s speaking for yourself or
No-one else none the less
It’s OK, speak for you
I eat your words to digest them
And when they come out
They look exactly like you
So that’s the only place they have to be
Spinning down the porcelain goddess with the
Contorted’s, honest proportion of
How to obviously be lost
Don’t tell me what you have
To tell me because
I already thought how to think for myself -
And once I found that place
I took that place and
Made it my own personal smiley
Face on every day and that’s the only place
That I wanted to stay - the grass grows -
Eventually it dies and my
Bodies’ decomposed as hay
I know the roses sway your way -
That’s why I wanna walk in your
Doorway and see more of what you have
To say - but it’s OK
The noose can swing back and
Forth - left and right
It doesn’t matter as long as the recipe
Feels like life and destiny’s right -
If not - stop testing me like I don’t have my
Goals and I don’t understand
The inside of my
Pen - mic’ ride slow down these tracks
Down the streets
Down the tracks tackle put tacks on
The places you wanna stick me
And once you find the map
Write all over my face
Tell yourself pride’ll be black tomorrow -
Sorry for the waste of your time
Sorry for the waste of your time
But, I’m making it mine even
If it is not fine my time is yours
You know know what I’m talking
About you on the floor

The world wasn’t built for these tragedies
It’s a pleasure, i feel like everyone had a
Good time we did too