[Verse 1: D.O.N.]
Crazy institutional killer, on the for realer
I peel a nigga's cap, and watch his brain drop in his lap
Insanity, the man in me, possessed by evil demons
Wakin' up, shootin' that thizzang, 'cause I hear voices screamin'
Is it the triple six? The Devil that's talkin' shit?
Tellin' me to get my tone, then go out and kill a bitch
I drink me some liquor, sit back and scope like a maniac
A buster can't take me, 'cause D-O-N can't be havin' that
Murder, murder, true gangster that I heard of
Bitch ass nigga with his nuts up
Fuckin' with the one, to the eight, to the seven, specialize in a slick-ass 211
Suicidal thoughts in my brain make my nerves jump
So I go upstairs to my closet, get the sawed-off pump
And go on a mission on the street out to kill
I don't feel no remorse, dead corpse is the source that be soothin' me
The demons are schoolin' me, rulin' me
I'm topped by an evil poem, I guess 'cause I'm project born
I hang with some real killers, Full Clip, yeah, that's my nigga
DJ Sound, Lil' Whack and my nigga Big Mac
I'm losin' my fuckin' mind, better yet, I think I lost it
If there was a line of death, I already crossed it
See, I dont give a fuck about my own self
Fuckin' with a real killer, nigga, you face to face with death
[Chorus: D.O.N.]
Raised-raised in the Grove, where the niggas totin' tones
Raised in the Grove, where the niggas totin' tones
Raised in the Grove, where the niggas totin' tones
Pill-pill bottle stocked, with some nice fat stones
[Verse 2: Full Clip]
More murder be demandin' me, insanity
Demons takin' over me, go on another killin' spree
Evil screams from the dark side tellin' me to kill again
Nine times outta ten, Full Clip gotta comprehend
Listenin' to them voices, hearin' noises in my bedroom
Twelve o'clock at midnight, wakin' up in a cold tomb
Homicidal flashback with the 9mm Gat
Coughin' up some blood as them thugs carvin' a bullet slug in his brain
Im insane, mane, it's the D-O-G
Pickitty packin' the TEC-9 for all you busters with the ana', G
Pitty-pat, chrome Gat, smackin' one of these bitches bad
Hollow shells of hell when I'm blastin' dead his coward ass
187, 211, deadly be this fuckin' game
Hit two to the brain, close range, 'cause im crazy, mane
Pistol packin', never lack, slackin' up, when I'm servin', ho
Blast and lettin' go, I'm about that more murder, more murder, more murder
[Chorus: D.O.N.]
Raised-raised in the Grove, where the niggas totin' tones
Raised in the Grove, where the niggas totin' tones
Raised in the Grove, where the niggas totin' tones
Pill-pill bottle stocked, with some nice fat stones
Face 2 Face Wit Death was written by DJ Sound & D.O.N. (Memphis) & Full Clip (Memphis).
Face 2 Face Wit Death was produced by DJ Sound.
DJ Sound released Face 2 Face Wit Death on Sat Jan 01 1994.