Faces Lyrics - Back From Hell - Run D.m.c.

In your face, all the time 

All in your face when I'm kickin' my rhyme 

All these faces in front of me 

Face to face with Run-D.M.C 

Knuckleheads in my face for a second 

But I move the crowd and I reckon 

That a sucker might jump and try to bait 

So kill that noise and get out my face 

(Punk) 

And let a real MC collect dollars 

The true crew and few come from Hollis, Queens 

And by all means necessary 

My vocabulary is very extensive, and expensive 

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So hard it'll put you in intensive care 

Proceed with caution 

Often suckers get lost 

In the sauce when 

Faces just start speakin' on faces 

And leavin' traces, other races be mocked 

And it sparks a fight, day and night 

Dark and light different types of faces 

Faces, faces 

And everywhere you go you see 

Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Break, as we come back on, as we come back on 

All in your face, I place this rhyme 

Fagin' this crew, you're facin' your doom 

You got punched in the face as soon as you heard this tune 

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I race at a pace with no shoelaces 

To racist faces, placin' disgraces 

Taste the bass of the racial facial 

Disgraceful tasteless racist faces 

Get out my face, don't bass, don't waste my time 

My brother, I'm not color blind 

I walk the face of the earth, face death 

Face the best and I'll just rip flip and trip won't shut up or let up 

Get out my face so we can go head up 

(Damn D) 

Yo yo yo they don't understand me 

when they always try to ban me 

Hypin the stereotype of a face 

And that's the problem with the human race 

Haste makes waste, don't trace to other places 

We're all the same 

But with different faces 

Yeah, D and everywhere I go I see faces 

Faces sweatin' you and they sweatin' faces 

Around around the world, international faces 

Yeah, now bust it 

Yo, I took a look in the face of a girlie 

The way she looks that Jay must say 

Somethin' 'bout the way my Afro is growin' 

But is it funky? 

(Yeah) 

Well Tokay, Is she jockin' my 'fro or my fade? 

Do she want me because of my name? 

I like the ladies, sweet and serious 

Not those hoes, that plays, the game 

On every Tom Dick and Harry 

Shawn, Jerry, John, Nick, Curly, Moe and Larry 

You thinkin' you married? Well you crazy 

My baby you won't carry 

'Cause I like a girl that's low key 

That's how it's gotta be to be with me 

And I'll take her to all the exotic places 

The name of this jam is called faces 

Yeah, so many faces 

And everywhere I go I see faces 

And everywhere you go you see, the faces 

International faces, I'm a Afro and I'm outtake here