gasface

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