City Morgue
FACE LIFT
[Intro]
Yung Germ

[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Face lift, I'ma rearrange your face (Okay)
If a n***a want war, pull up to his place (What's up?)
Boom-Boom, that's the sound of the AK (Okay)
Make room or you might just get a taste (What's up?)

[Verse: ZillaKami & SosMula]
Fireman, drop and roll ‘em (Huh?)
Flame thrower, fire ‘blowin (Huh?)
Suck dick, you a bitch in the function (Huh?)
Your face looks like you took a shit (Ha-ha)
I’m in the city, only four deep (Mula)
Three guns and my ‘motherfuckin boys eat (Sleezy)
I get ya and I’ma hit you with the .40 (Boom-boom)
Got three sluts, they wanna ‘fuckin have an orgy (Slide)
Chase Bank, you know my n***as straight ‘dumpin it (Racks)
Called up, AP they was ‘punchin it (Mula)
Drum with Rugers, got the cooler with the drum on it (Boom-boom)
Chanel baggy on my bitch, I got my gun in hand (Splat)
Bitch, I’m in the party with my stresser; what it do? (Okay)
And I fight too, who the fuck is scared of you? (What's up?)
Raise up, kill your crew (Huh?)
Laser, pshew-pshew (Huh?)
Bitch, I’m back ‘willin; I’m mad violent (Mula)
Hit ya with a glass bottle, you pass out (Fuck outta here)
Shoot you in yo back-pockets, got mad rockets (Boom-boom, Mula)
Shoot you in yo back-pockets, got mad rockets (Boom-boom, Sleezy)
[Chorus: ZillaKami]
Face lift, I'ma rearrange your face (Okay)
If a n***a want war, pull up to his place (What's up?)
Boom-Boom, that's the sound of the AK (Okay)
Make room or you might just get a taste (What's up?)

[Outro: ZillaKami]
Dropkick up-hit, master splinter (What?)
Open lips, you a snitch ass n***a (What?)
Eighteen shots, one gonna hit ya (Yeah)
Dropkick up-hit, master splinter (Yeah)