Songtexte:
False Face

Oil on canvas, couplets and stanzas To divine who you are Pencil portrayals and jealous betrayals Get you further afar False faces and meaningless chases

Übersetzung: Fogelberg, Dan. False Faces.

Nine-six you gettin' nabbed so you best not show it nigga Cuz that's when you blow it nigga Your door get kicked in, we want your yay High powered AK, false move and your face

it, you can get it People want the bass, so some try to steal it From behind our back, and not in our face 'Cause 2 Live is the Crew, the boys with the

I'm not a fugitive I'm an american I'm an american Come let's crush these weak defenses Let's all lose our self-control We will fight the false pretenses

The hunted look, the haunted grace The empty laugh that you cultivate You fall into that false embrace And kiss the air about her face Who do you think

indeed could've carved out your features. Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face

to a stranger and he asked him with a grin, "Could you kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner, face down like

'll just bid farewell till we meet again. Oh a false clock tries to tick out my time To disgrace, distract, and bother me. And the dirt of gossip blows into my face