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

It's '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

That's raw and uncut fuckin' over fiends

Laughin' in their faces sellin' soap to niggas can die any day

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

So we can tear this face, we can tear this face

The face of a desperate man, G yeah-man

So we can tear his face when him smokin' the endo

So we can tear this face, we can tear this face

The face of a desperate man, G yeah-man

So we can tear his face when him smokin' the endo

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

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 every time 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 flat line ambulance put him in the door

Loud screams from his homies yellin' I'm a smoke 'em

Feelin' bad cause his partners on blood joke 'em a touchin' scene

Niggas screamin' in the rain looked in his homeboys face

His homie said his name now he'd be lookin' for that nigga

With the Gat and ready for that re drum

With the face of a desperate man

So we can tear this face, we can tear this face

The face of a desperate man, G yeah-man

So we can tear his face when him smokin' the endo

So we can tear this face, we can tear this face

The face of a desperate man, G yeah-man

So we can tear his face when him smokin' the endo

94 is gettin hot style nigga, I gotta watch my shit

Mug on my face nigga hound 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 clips and ease on down the road

1 and 1 Spice only I do my dirt about my motherfuckin' lonely

So we can tear this face, we can tear this face

The face of a desperate man, G yeah-man

So we can tear his face when him smokin' the endo

So we can tear this face, we can tear this face

The face of a desperate man, G yeah-man

So we can tear his face when him smokin' the endo

94, Spiggedy 1 with up on that ass, yeah

Mean muggin' every nigga that ride by

Face of a desperate man nigga, I got to gets mine

So if you try to take my shit

Quick to bust a cap in that ass

94 blow, formally like that