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No For An Answer About Face

Where the sickness starts, You stood there and preached Independence and faith, You talked of commitment then Made an about face, Take Your Place! A-bout face

for a better taste. What was left were the scraps, dressed in animal skin, defiled servants holding their breath, fatherless culprits blaming their kin, waiting for an answer

both doin a bid Dumbass niggas you supposed to have ya allibi straight When ya gettin interogatted you supposed to keep a straight face I keep it gangsta for

live for our own gain it seems What's mine is mine What's yours is yours I fear we'll lose the faith we ignore Now look around to find an answer The

never dared This was the time for me to step up So then why was I so scared? A warlord who shoots people in the face What's so scary about that? I

Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill

Dre couldn't make it today He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin his place (Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face Don't make me kill

than twenty-four And there was an air about him that one could not ignore And in spite of callused hands & dirty clothes, his face was kind And I wanted

The answers to the test that stumped them all "The boy is just simply crazy Suffering from delusions We honestly think that maybe He might need an institution