Face The Music Lyrics - Crazytown

Now we push rhymes, crazy rhymes 

Words forced fed through your mind trace the source 

Brother, brother 

Face the music don't confuse it for another 

Nothing comes close to this 

Kiss the sky 

These grands change hands as our fans multiply 

We push rhymes 

People gather 'round when we kick 'em 

Go boy shifty stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Burning bridges, smokinism, losin' my religion 

Shooting the breeze 

We got these MCs ass kissing 

So If you can't take the heat get your ass outta the kitchen 

I freak it off the wall 

Crammin,' slammin', point of views into your fucking skull 

Bitch that's why we stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em 

(Stick e, stick e) 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em 

Well if I tapped you on the spinal with an 

Anaesthetic epic is the definition written into grooves of vinyl 

It's called survival 

Without drop the stylish into friction 

Tectonic traits drifting like the plates 

It shakes like the quakes in Cali 

The mystic Maharaji 

Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid 

Producer supper status 

I'm here to claim my rein as the baddest beat peddler 

So place your bet middler 

The roof is a blaze and yo 

Were smoking out the fiddler 

We're sippin' on a hundred proof liquor 

Welcome to the dooms day, dawnin', hot like the sun 

No time to relax we pack the dooms day gun 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em 

(Stick e, stick e) 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em 

Call me a drifter, richter when I hit you with the stick 

I'm talking shit, the pit starter a wanted man 

The one who cuffed your daughter to my bed stand and 

I talk a lotta shit because I know a lotta shit 

I know, I said I'd quit but I just want another hit 

It's madness pimpin' like Gladys 

The baddest maintainer status that is no question 

Releasing tension as we step into the seventh dimension 

This jabber jaw's jaws are slappin' 

We's what's happenin' 

The bones are breakin' and fingers snappin' 

The pressure is on with non stop action 

Whether bangin' your head or steady maxin' 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em, stick 'em 

(Stick e, stick e) 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em, ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em 

Bitch 

Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em