A Gas Face, can either be a smile or a smirk
When appears, a monkey wrench to
work one's clockwork
Perkin his brim to the rim of my cup
Don't tempt me, you're empty, so fill'er up!
Is I'm talkin coffee or cocoa, is you loco?
Cash or credit for unleaded at Sunoco
KMD and 3rd Bass is just ace in the hole
I mean soul, so make the Gas Face
Damn, if looks could
kill
You look like host was a ghost from your
grill
But still, what's the new fed, to recollect
to our passing phase to facades to Eddie Decker
for my label reads
Hood, street might have a tattoo
Don't pick any card or no rabbit from my
hat
Never a magician if I ever tricked
em
"Oh shit!" Another Gas Face victim