HAVOC - Tell Me To My Face feat. Royce Da 5'9" lyrics

rate me

Two for my troubles, two for the money

Haters feeling some kinda way and now I don't give a fucky

Take the good with the bad, toast... of my glass

Shawty won my attention, she backing up that ass

..I'm puffing on that loud

High as a helicopter, I'm standing on a cloud

Living life to the fullest and smoking on that good shit

Got to find a way to do it and now you finding excuses?

Shawty, get with the movement, stop living that illusion

Them niggas you look up to is under my influence

Yeah, your Grammy artists and your... winners

I'm the reason why they even got a speech to deliver

I'm certified hood, anywhere I go I'm good

If you knew better you'd do better, you wouldn't if you could

The world is a cold place, got on my leather...

My intent is foul, with a smile I'll be Obama!

Hook:

For what it's worth, I don't do the back and forth

Let's get it over, nigga tell me to my face!

Everybody talking like a killer, I ain't with it

I say, "do it, grow some balls, nigga tell me to my face!"

You're feeling any kind of way,

And you do this shit night or day

We don't play with em, we aim em at your face

I'll tell you now, I ain't playing with you clowns, I never will

Wipe that smile off your motherfucking face!

Yeah, when rhyme performing

Diamonds on him looking like shining armor

So when I die, you just supply my body with iron...

I'm buying up everybody from the highest to the hired informant

By deploying words like a thesaurus, I've acquired employment!

From lying dormant, quiet as... to buying up foreign properties, But now I'm going prophecy,

We're all going in profits, war and robbery

Fuck my trigger finger,

The whole arm's itching I got the poison ivy.

I won't stop until your eyes go...

This is my backyard barbecue flow

I'm living by the honorable artistry code

I went about as far as my honesty goes

And that's good as gold, mind, body and soul

I'm outside of me watching my body embody

God body to the inside of me

Thinks quicker than the outside of me

Pops mollies and drinks liquor, so hiccup!

Either be a rhymer or be Vietnam

Now run along and tell your complete circle to be around!

Hook:

For what it's worth, I don't do the back and forth

Let's get it over, nigga tell me to my face!

Everybody talking like a killer, I ain't with it

I say, "do it, grow some balls, nigga tell me to my face!"

You're feeling any kind of way,

And you do this shit night or day

We don't play with em, we aim em at your face

I'll tell you now, I ain't playing with you clowns, I never will

Wipe that smile off your motherfucking face!

From day when had that feeling I would get that paper

All my competition crumpled like vanilla...

Ice running through my veins, sipping Hennessy, blow....

You know what I made of, product of my environment

Single for the soldiers on my team that...

The iron spit yeah, and we cry: "rich!"

Always on that fly shit, that real nigga fly shit

Loud and banging that big, ready to die shit

Styling on these niggas then you know I throw up my shit

What?

Hook:

For what it's worth, I don't do the back and forth

Let's get it over, nigga tell me to my face!

Everybody talking like a killer, I ain't with it

I say, "do it, grow some balls, nigga tell me to my face!"

You're feeling any kind of way,

And you do this shit night or day

We don't play with em, we aim em at your face

I'll tell you now, I ain't playing with you clowns, I never will

Wipe that smile off your motherfucking face!