Face Around

Aww way back in the day when I was still livin' in Queens,

Barely hip to the hopper Run DMC,

Me 'n my baby Perez,

Kickin' back with a six pack of Guinness,

X-wing fighters flyin' off of the bus,

Too fast like we got perennies on us,

To everyone we was one in the same,

Like brothers sharin' a name,

Then many years on down the line,

We torin' needles in his eye,

All the sudden like out of the sky,

Turn around angry to dry,

What what what what what you show no sign,

I never knew this friend of mine,

Yeah knew this friend of mine,

Yeah yeah,

I got so much trouble on my mind,

Though I don't try to be unkind,

Sometimes it gets way out of line,

But now it's too low!

Yeah you blow my mind,

Don't want your face around,

Yeah what just went down,

Don't want your face around