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 DMC
Faces
 Faces
 Faces
 Faces
Knucklehead's in my face for a second
 But I move the crowd and I reckon that a sucker might jump and try to fake
 So kill that noise and get outta my face
 And let a real MC collect dollars
 The truth doin', few come from Hollis, Queens
 And by all means necessary
 My vocabulary is very extensive and extensive
 So hard t'll put you in intensive care
 A scene for caution
 All them suckers get lost in the shufflin'
 Faces
 Just start speakin' of faces
 And leaving traces of a race be marked
 And the sparks fly day and night dark and light
 Different types of
Faces Ahh, faces faces
 Faces And everywhere you go you see
 Faces yeah yeah yeah
 Faces Break
I race at a pace with no shoelaces
 The race is faces, places, disgraces
 Taste the taste of the racial facial
 Disgraceful taste this race is facin'
 Get outta my face don't base no race for time
 My brother, I'm no colorblind
 I walk the face of the earth
 Face death
 Face the facts and I'll test
 Rip lip or trip and I'll test
 Get out my face or we can go head up DMC
 No, no, yo! You don't understand me
 In this land where they always try to ban me
 Type me the stereotype of a face
 And that's the problem with the human race
 Haste makes waste no trace of the faces
 We're all the same, but with different tastes
Faces
 Faces
 Faces
 Faces
Faces Yeah, yeah and everywhere I go I see
 Faces Faces sweatin' you be sweatin'
 Faces Around around the worl international faces
 Faces Yeah, now boss you up yours
I took a look in the face of a girl
 The way she looked that day, was sayin'
 Somethin' 'bout the way my afro's growin'
 Well is it funky? I don't care
 Is she jackin' my 'fro or my fame?
 Do she want me because of my name?
 I like the ladies sweet and serious
 Not those 'hos that plays the game
 On every Tom, Dick and Harry
 Shawn, Jerry, John, Nick, Curly, Moe and Larry
 You thinkin' you marry? Well you're crazy?
 My baby you won't carry
 'Cause I like the girl that's low-key
 That's always gotta be to be with me
 And I'll take her to all exotic places
 The name of this jam is called Faces
Faces So many faces
 Faces And everywhere I go I see
 Faces And everywhere you go you see
 Faces International faces, I'm the afro and now
I'm outta here
 
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