[Intro: (Ghostface Killah), Scarface]
(Yeah! This Tony Starks, Scarface – yeah!)
(We about to switch faces)
It's goin' down! (Yeah, Kay Slay!)
Right here–right here tonight, dawg – Face Mob in New York City, huh!
Holla at ya goddamn boy! Don't fuck wit' me
Don't get this shit crunk up in here, Kay!
'Cause you know I'mma goddamn fool wit this shit

[Scarface]
I'm creatin' a masterpiece for n***as
Doin' it Kay Slay, all day, ev'y day, steady uppin' the 12 gauge
I'm fuckin' your house up, you and your spouse up
You open your mouth up, guarantee you I douse ya
Have 'em writin' about ya–daily I'm in the papers for doubtin' a muhfucker
Statin' in that special way – you want it, you got it, baby
I'm at you a lifetime, the n***a washin' your window, shortens your lifeline
You're fuckin' wit' white wine, I'm fuckin' wit nitrate
I'm emotionless when I get 'em – n***a wit' ice veins
Ain't impressed wit status or jewelry, I'm on some street shit
Don't believe in sittin' in front of a jury, that's weak shit
You talk it, you gotta live it – I live it, that's why I speak it
Exposin' these n***as weakness – Kay, I got 'em sleepin'
Reality–fuck a record, don't believe in disrespectin'
And n***as'll be to see you while your people got you restin' – I'm reckless
[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Mama used to take trips, to face-to-face
Now it's face the Face – Ghost and Face, Scar and Slay
We gon' walk the path that mama laid
We fail? We gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave

[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
I remember bustin' at the housing police, duckin' the vans
With them taped-up broken revolvers stuffed in my pants
That was '88, around the time of Slick Rick era
Dana Dane, rope chains wit' the thick knit sweaters
Who gives a fuck what the D.A. say, they wanna see me pay
Motherfucker, this is GFK!
I settle crimes wit' metal 9's and I ain't gonna stop
'Til your brains all over the street like yellow lines
Marshmellow dimes, brick be the size of cobblestones
Acknowledge the throne, it's Pretty Tone! (Word!)
I'm legendary – and compared to my work on the strip, y'all secondary
I'm hittin' these fiends lovely, my shit be extra heavy
Like construction workers in Timbs, and plus they tool box
Two Glocks, in case I gotta bump a few cops off
You know how we do in Staten Island, this is Gattin' Island, n***a
Not a non-violence sticker

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Mama used to take trips, to face-to-face
Now it's face the Face – Ghost and Face, Scar and Slay
We gon' walk the path that mama laid
We fail? We gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave
[Verse 3: Scarface]
I gave you a chance to eat, but you chose to bite the hand that fed
You took your shit, n***a, lay in your bed
Who'd ever thought this n***a that we sat down at our table and fed
Would roll on the street and on wit' the Feds?
I used to love this n***a!
Now I roll around wit' a mask and a strap and a grudge for the n***a
Fuckin' wit me, this adds the fuel to the fire
And I'm about to snap that wire!

[Verse 4: Ghostface Killah]
We want them new 20's and 100's, Ziploc money
Y'all gon' fund it, we gon' eat big like Big Pun did
And we goin' all out like Hussein's sons did
We stickin' n***as like New York cops wit' plungers
So take some advice (What?) – there's three bears
Cashmere'd down, wit' 12 gauges under the table
Slay got the shotty, aimed at your navel
And them other two bears, yo – they's the one that paid you, buddy!

[Chorus: Ghostface Killah]
Mama used to take trips, to face-to-face
Now it's face the Face – Ghost and Face, Scar and Slay
We gon' walk the path that mama laid
We fail? We gon' see a skull on Dahmer's grave
{*gunshots*}