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  • We Got Gunz
  • Sick The Dogs On 'Em
  • Shoot Me A Fair One
  • Keep the Ratchet
  • Alphabetical Slaughter
  • Gangsta, Gangsta (feat. Sean-T)
  • Glock Busta
  • Intro
  • My Click Strapped
  • Paid a Grip
  • Putting In Twork
  • I Got Skills
  • Born in NYC
  • Born To Win
  • Daddy's Home
  • Interlude
  • Freestyle
  • Motion Picture
  • 1st Blood
  • You Made Your Choice
  • Outro
  • What The Fuck Is A Papoose
  • Turn It Up
  • Mother Ghetto
  • Trading Guns
  • Something I Wanna Tell You
  • Sharades
  • Nacirema Dream
  • Nothing Lasts 4 Ever
  • Monopoly
  • Go To War Ft. Akon
  • Buck Naked
  • To The Right (Produced by Stargate)
  • Faith
  • The Victory 2007 (Produced By Jimi Kendrix)
  • Love Is A Battlefield (Produced By DJ Kay Slay)
  • Hustle Hard (Produced By DJ Green Lantern)
  • Laid the Fuck Out (feat. Bun B & Twista)
  • Pimpin Won't Die
  • Hustle Hard
  • Chess (Produced By Emile & DJ Kay Slay)
  • Hail Mary
  • Law Library (Produced By E-Dubb)
  • faces of death
  • My Turn
  • Die Like a G
  • Brooklyn
  • Brooklyn Stand Up (Produced By Havoc)
  • 6 Foot 7 Freestyle
  • Fitted Hat Low

I'd like to welcome y'all niggas to Faces of Death
Take a deep breath
Don't be afraid

I take the grace of 'em, break his fate when I'm blazin' 'em
Place him straight in the grave of 'em
Take his face off the face of his cranium
Take a taste of your flesh, I break the plate of your vest
I hope you takin' your breath, 'cause this is Faces of Death
I left the flesh molded
'Cause I'm the best and all the rest know it
I'm Papoose, the life of death poet
I take the grace of 'em, break his fate when I'm blazin' 'em
Place him straight in the grave of 'em
Take his face off the face of his cranium

A young hustler on the block sellin' his jacks
They told him he can't hustle, now he dressed with his gat
Hit him right between the eyes, dead in the head with the MAC
Heard how his melon just cracked? Faces of Death
Finally got her in the telly, she pretty, that ass fat
Pulled out a condom and she told you don't use that
But you ain't see the monkey, it's sittin' right on her back
Now you positive you trapped, Faces of Death
Stick up kid see a big wooly who flossin'
Backed the nigga down, took his jewelry off him
But he ain't pat him down good enough and it cost him
He gripped up on the Lawson, Faces of Death
This nigga drunk drivin' while he smokin' his ganja
They told him slow down but he told 'em, "I gotcha"
He crashed, everybody died 'cept for the driver
He the only survivor, Faces of Death

I take the grace of 'em, break his fate when I'm blazin' 'em
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