This is a song about "Leave you face down"

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

It's a fact, i'm advanced, leave you down and collapsed

A bashed face of lashed air, is what i leave of you emcees there,

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

Then i might leave ya' face, disfigured,

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

Leave you dead without you knowing

Me against you the movie of the year

Leave you drippin' with sweat, leave you swimmin' in fear

And you should see my face

This is no trial, this a closed case