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Crucial Conflict - Faceless Ones lyrics
I'm catching feelings that somebody watching me Tapping on my phone when I'm all alone (ain't got no privacy) Trying to bring me down so I look around Let me see your eyes, coming in disguise all in my mind Trying to set me up for the kill, better be careful who I let ride Where you know me from, I never seen you no day up in my life Is you in my closet, under my ?bedroom floor and stalking? Right next to me, plotting, watching Trying to break up in my pockets, got me cautious He might be stalking coming up the alley walking Looking at me ride off and then roll up Everything got through, telling all my bidness Want to see me fall apart, take away my life sending me to prison Maybe cause my religion (I'm having wicked visions) Everybody coming up missing and he got my mind tripping [hook] You'd better watch out for the faceless ones Because they might be coming for you [2X] It's something missing in this picture, can't make out no clear description Reception peeping on deceptions, seeking that evil luck, out to get ya' Who plotting, who watching, who knocking you cause your you But just like you, hopping I'm hopping Gotta do what I gotta do if it is true I'm clocking faceless ones, you might think you know one When you don't know the faceless ones, I'm gonna be looking for 'em Can't get away from none, they don't make 'em none to be Trying to knock you straight off your feet Playing games in the background, I'm beat But you know what you sow you reap What go around come around times three Wait, hold on, we gone within deep Death is in me, got him in my sleep Nightmares, making me go deep, I stares looking up to see Be aware, cause they on the creep playing for keeps No sheets for the faceless ones [hook] I think somebody trying to peep me out, what the hell is this about Ain't got no trust but to be scared, this person might be in my house Now, budged it and dropped something, got me thinking wrong doings Thangs look strange in four or five spots, help me Lord please not so soon Hell, I'm ducking now, don't know who might try to pow-pow Pack it fast before I'm down, on the low, can't be around A faceless one is plotting me Could it be my neighbor thats thinking that his wife liking me He stare at me, he's bound to be the faceless one But I don't know, sometimes he don't even speak Not just him, its too many, but he stay right next to me So I had to take a peek, cause I'll be DAMNED if I sleep I get it on cause I ain't weak, leave it alone, your past weak to blast me [hook] Who dat' coming with the mac attack, attack of the mac In the back with the sack from the front Is is that freak that I met last week that offered me a blunt (?) soon as I'm on and 'noid, That seemed like our players and something end up being destroyed I can't avoid this ain't my motto, don't help me from looking zoned Cause a faceless one is a tasteless one casting them stones and going Who put that patent on my seat, who that rat trying to steal my meat Who that cat licking on my feet, (?) Now buzzing something over my head is the cause and plot to take one Trying to burn down the barn (?) Going straight, and peeping game and moving moose horns Have a demonstration, who dat, who dat racing They chasing, car pacing, infiltration put it on my nation Its the faceless one [hook] |
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