I See Faces
Killa Tay Lyrics

Take it, how you want it, tre deep gettin blunted, in a circle
We are smoking weed and chilling.

Purple haze, got me in a daze, evil ways
The weed we smoking is strong and making us feel slow, but I don't care.

We blaze back to back, puttin' it down L.A. to Sac
We are smoking a lot and doing it constantly, from LA to Sacramento.

Cali 'til I die bitch, all about my scrilla scratch
I'm from California and will always love it, but I'm all about money.

Fuck a hoe fa' sho', unless she tryin to do some dirt
I don't care about women unless they can bring me some money, or help me out somehow.

I got to patch it down, wit' a triple deuce
I carry a gun with me all the time.

Another strap up under the shirt, see
I have another gun hidden under my clothes.

She might fuck one of the homies
A woman I know might have sex with one of my friends.

But I cant sweat that, pussy got more miles than Southwest Airlines
I don't care about the woman's sexual history, but I'll make a joke about it.

Walkin' like a penguin, but she bringin home
She might move funny, but she's making money, so it's all good.

Fat stacks, so daddy cant complain
She has a lot of cash, so I'm not going to complain.

But if she get shady I takes a bitch up out the game
If she becomes a problem, I'll deal with her and remove her from the situation.

Same, shit different day
My life is pretty repetitive.

Hit the liquor store, spend it, it wasnt my intention, but end up swervin'
I went to buy alcohol, spent more than I planned, and ended up driving while intoxicated.

Cause I'm pervin', servin', corners, on the way to pick this broad up
I'm driving around, making deals, and on my way to pick up a woman.

Po-po see mobbin, a nigga done fucked around and got caught up
The police saw me driving around recklessly and I got in trouble.

But aint tryin' to see no jail cell
I don't want to go to jail.

Still aint got no L's, but fool I got my strap
I don't have a driver's license, but I have my gun with me.

And a zip of hydro weed, I'm kied down for the high speed
I have some high-quality weed and I'm ready for a fast drive.

in a V8, automatic shakin' the P's
I'm driving a powerful V8 car and it's shaking the windows (or my bladder).

Like Dukes of Hazard, murder gettin' colder, moves up tonight
I'm driving around fast like in the TV show Dukes of Hazzard, and I might commit murder tonight.

Im lettin' 'em have it, murder
I'm going to kill someone.

aint nothin' but a thang to me, we just some thugs
Killing someone is not a big deal for me or for my group.

On the grind, livin' dangerously
We are always working and living dangerously.

I cut my perm off, switched up my name again
I changed my hairstyle and name to avoid recognition.

Nuts danglin, cant trust this game I'm in, the shit is faulty
I'm vulnerable and can't trust anyone in this game I'm playing. The situation is not stable.

So a nigga be on the down low, off indo
I'll keep a low profile and smoke weed to stay calm.

Gettin' that cash flow, we riders
We're working hard to get money, and we're ready to ride (or fight) if needed.

I cant sleep at night, things just aint right, I see faces, lookin down on me
I'm paranoid and can't sleep well. I feel like something bad will happen to me.

See I scheme and plot, on my dreams in life
I plan and strategize how to achieve my life goals.

sometimes I wake up to gun shots
I sometimes wake up to the sound of gunfire, which is normal for me.

Aimed at me, I never claimed to be, to great to touch
I'm not invincible, but I never pretended to be.

I'm livin' dangerously, and aint nobody to trust
I'm taking a lot of risks and can't trust anyone.

I'm doin way too much, but I dont give a fuck
I'm doing a lot, but I'm not afraid of it.

we can keep it real, and get 'em up, or we can buck
We can be honest and fight, or we can shoot each other.

Better hide your newborn, if your family got funk
Watch out for your family if they have problems with me.

It's on, watch your front, watch your back
Be prepared for a confrontation from all sides.

cause I be creepin from the blindside
I'll attack from an unexpected angle or location.

Peelin caps, got 'em sleepin with they lights on
I'll shoot them in the head and they'll be afraid to sleep.

thus runnin through your house
I'll run through their house quickly.

Like a cyclone, duck and cover
I'll move fast and they should hide.

but I pop 'em like a rubber in the process low profile
I'll shoot them silently and try to stay anonymous.

No smiles, wild, wild west, we shoot 'em up, on every track, murder mind
I'm serious and have a violent mentality. I'll kill anyone who crosses me, and I rap about it too.

every time, make 'em take it back, hit rewind, til its broke
I'll rap so well that people will listen to my songs over and over again, until they wear out.

we smoke rope I got the plug
We smoke a lot of weed and I have a good connection for it.

Now my folks got the most dope, around March of 97's when the drop hits
My friends have a lot of weed and we plan to sell it all in March 1997.

But all my niggas still flippin' new outfits, im tryin' to get a grip
My friends and I are still trying to make money by selling drugs. I'm trying to do better.

Ballin' like a 1st round draft pick, fuck what you heard about, nigga
I'm making a lot of money and I don't care what people say about me.

This is cash click, bitch!, down and dirty 'til I get rich
We're all about making money, even if it means doing dirty things.

I, wet 'em up like liquids when I spit this lyrical sickness
I'll rap very well and people will be impressed with me.

Mr. Mafioso, thats what they call me, style hella saucy, back the fuck up off me
People call me Mr. Mafioso, and I have a lot of style. You should stay away from me and not mess with me.

They die if they cross me, death is what they ask fo',
If people mess with me, they might end up dead, which is their own fault.

Blast your ass, and bend the block, be prepared when it cock, 'cause I never miss
I'll shoot you and then run away. Be ready to face the consequences. I'm a good shot too.

I'm the type of nigga, make a white man prejudice, keep it underground
I'm the kind of person that might make a racist white person feel afraid. I keep my activities secret.

Never switchin' up on you, bring your strap and some scratch if you come to California
I'm loyal and won't betray you. If you come to California, bring your gun and some money.

'Cause money talks, bullshit walks, and hoes gaffle, west coast mafia
Money is important in life, and I don't have time for nonsense or disloyal women. I'm part of the West Coast Mafia.

Ballin wit no askin, busters in my mix, actin hard, nigga give me that, get the game twisted
I'm making a lot of money without asking anyone for it. Some of my acquaintances are annoying me, and I have to remind them who's in charge.

I'ma smoke 'em like a 50 sack, never shed a tear
I'll kill them and not feel bad about it.

Even when my close folks died, but aint no tellin when its time for a homicide
Even though some of my friends have died, I know that I might have to kill someone too.

Retaliation is a must where I come from, me and my nigga Sip be lettin' 'em have it
Where I'm from, we need to retaliate if someone messes with us. My friend Sip and I will attack them.

So if you want some, come get some
If you want to fight or kill me, come and try it. I'll be ready for you.