text: Smile in your face
  Yeaaah
  Back stabbers
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  The buddha got my brain seein my own my blood stains
  Dental records checkin my remains, its hard to explain
  First I see em then I dont, they disappear
  First she tried to slit my throat, now she aint there
  Im seein bitches in the mirrors behind me
  But when I turn around, they hard to find, see
  A little bit of weed and a little bit of greed
  Make a bitch wanna choke me til I bleed
  Now watch a bitch breathe from dum-dums
  That some young bum had to bust just for wreck
  Earn some self-respect, now should I tote a fo pound
  Cause a clown wants my autograph
  Broken off that hash I think he want my cash
  The Lexus and Range, give her sex simple and plain
  But these bitches is mad and they niggas is bad
  So they scheme on a cream, you know
  Fuck the hoes, bitches is detrimental, the guns is essential
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  Im havin re-occurrin dreams, bitches they want my cream
  They wanna be lieutenant so it seems, I cant sleep
  I see an image that keeps movin round and round my bed
  The shadow stops, points a Glock to my fuckin head
  I grab my pillow, crack the back window
  Pull out the tre-8, bust three times at the gate
  Lord, have mercy, the devil tryin to curse me
  I keeps seeing shit that wasnt there in the first
  See bitches be livin mad foul, they fuck my man
  Steal out my crib, then come and try and shake my hand
  Yeah man, breakin you down one time
  I packs that shit for your ass, chronic for your mind
  I keeps it real on all you bitches
  I wish you keep your mind off my motherfuckin riches
  Bitches, Im tired of all you hoes beggin me for clothes
  Bankrolls is all I knows, that shit is dead chicken head
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  The mornings finally here, damn, what should I wear?
  Time to get dressed and do my hair, once again its on
  Somebodys knockin at my door, but when I walk across the floor
  To scope it out, the motherfuckers gone
  Im hearin voices in the back of my mind
  Better grab my tool, cause this fool might get outta line
  I guess, its time to test, this bulletproof dress
  From puttin holes up in my chest
  Im lookin through the peep-hole to recognize the face
  I see three bitches and still I got to play it safe
  I hope my dress come in handy
  But when I open the door, three little girls sellin candy
  Ya see bitches is jealous of Lil Kim
  Because my clique is thicker than the rest of them
  All I wanna do is be rich and stay that bitch
  Clock dough on the low, you know?
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  Baaaaaack 
  Smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers 
  They smile in your face
  All the time they wanna take your place
  The back stabbers