Luyện nghe bài hát In Your Face

I'll get my manager as hell, he'll pull steel
Show these sheisty people, the sawed off, the pump is
Then smack when they don't feel Keith's right direction
Put niggaz in fear, the in they head section

Pick up drug dollars, leave rings niggaz collars
Front me cash, you them bodies, put 'em in a stash
Never laugh at you, plans, what to do
Machine guns on tour, pajama for soft crew

step to me with shit the candle wax is gettin' lit
I'm solo now, and still I have to fuckin' split
Business ain't straight in world, fuckin' hell gate
All these things I been through, your skull a metal plates

Not the platinum plaque, just gun in your back
Hung from a tree with nails in your rectum crack

I get personal direct straight, I it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get personal direct straight, I it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get direct straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

For a problem manager
30% get my photo session ready, songs to the fuckin'
I been my ASCAP, waitin' out there brain-walkin'
Up hit records on feet, in the fuckin' rain

merry-go-rounds, past politic circus
Then shift flop first, and now it's time that you work
Suck my ass, we pass on acts if you think good
Niggaz ain't platinum, they album still, went wood

I your [Incomprehensible] down, samples now you have to clear it
Niggaz talkin' shit like lyric records, I tryin' to hear it
Even if I'm no mouth, one fuckin' ear left
You think worth investments, hold your fuckin' breath

You might as well bite Kane, Rakim, G. Rap
I got some new shit, mental for yo' ass crack
Let me get real, before ass breach that contract
I got witnesses watchin', statements budget

Don't try to hide that fuckin' mask now
Throw the pistols away, and hide the in the grass now

I get personal direct straight, I it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get direct straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get personal direct straight, I bring it
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I'm sittin' quiet tons of threats, and Baskin-Rob
Extortion is over, I cock back, you lose your job
Two years of my time is in my kid's mind
With support, I drag your coffins in the court

We even-steven, fuck that, my time and rent is
been writin' songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has by, with techs jam up in your eye
I'm on clever shit, fuck it man, go 'head lie

I up six o'clock with triggers cocked every morning
I'm no joke, you're bound to smell the fragrant gun
I'll be scrubbin' halls, blood off the office walls

I get personal straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get direct straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In face
(In yo' face)

I get direct straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

I get direct straight, I bring it forward
(Where?)
In your
(In yo' face)

Yeah, yeah, let's get some fuckin' hit records goin' now
East coast to West coast, I don't give a
His shit is wack, shit is wack
shit is wack over there, ain't nuttin' fuckin' movin'
Get fuckin' bullets on the fuckin charts
that, let's do this
(Y'all ready)