Sometime Faces Lyrics - Singles - Buddha Monk

[intro: buddha monk, (unknown singer sample), {computerized deep voice}] 

(smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes) 

Now tell me, just let me get you now 

Ya right there God {robberies} 

Innocent bystanders {shots laid out} 

{this one's the new one} you can't do that 

{here's somethin you've been waitin to hear} 

What up god? (smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes) 

Come.. come follow me {come on motherfuckers} 

(smiling faces.. smiling faces.. sometimes) 

{the tiger, check it out on these streets} 

[chorus: buddha monk & drunken dragon] 

Come follow me on this journey of deep darkness 

Where most niggaz bust off slugs and do robberies 

The victims are some known and some unknown 

While the good die yound and the bad makes it home 

[buddha monk] 

Here's an innocent bystander, shot while out, random 

By this kid named ty who received his first handgun 

Bobby's hot from two shots that tore his knot 

Now the doctor prescribed, he might not live long ? 

He got his vest on, suited up with army fatigues 

To find this kid, and make sure I make his ass bleed 

Now we multiple by six, a pick and mad up the fast ? 

Flintch, nigga move and ya bound to get hit 

We tied his rich, the nigga started screamin like a bitch 

Now his eyes red, blood drippin out of his head 

Is he dead? no, never take his motherfuckin ? 

His last request, asked to remove his last breathe 

Grabbed his chest and separated the head from the neck 

[chorus] 

[buddha monk] 

Now ? to make a meal with your man from out of state 

You first mistake, hated the nigga who sells weights 

On the corner, fifth and eighth is where he caught the mad papes 

He once moved faster than a rock off the place 

Set up a plate, called over to this gril named chase 

Her skin is smooth, ? than a buck-fifty inch 

Dressed up in lace, watered hair, long, black and fake 

Her skin is caped, nails done up by fuckin stakes 

Gotta somethin to make, checkmate, the plan is goin great 

He asked the name, my friends call me ? 

He didn't know the plan was to stop his money flow 

He lay in the land of the dreams, saw how to suck stacy's toes 

Now mr. large comes in from the back row 

>from where I stand, it looked like he had a fo'-fo' 

His mistakes, ah, she burns rubber from the ac' 

Now the nigga lays, just lays flat on his back 

Her surprise, he didn't look with his right eye 

Or the third eye, now the streets rain bloody murder 

The nigga lost, caught two slugs from a a thug 

In his mug, another body bagged, was drugged 

[chorus] 

[various talk] 

[sample] 

Smilling faces, smiling faces.. sometimes (x8)