Luyện nghe bài hát In Your Face

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I bring your [Incomprehensible] down, now you have to clear it
Niggaz talkin' shit like lyric records, I ain't to hear it
Even if I'm deaf no mouth, one ear left
You they worth investments, hold your fuckin' breath

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

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

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

I get personal 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'm sittin' quiet with tons of threats, and
Extortion is over, I cock back, you your fuckin' job
Two years of my is precious in my kid's mind
With child support, I drag your in the court

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

I wake up six with triggers cocked every morning
I'm no joke, bound to smell the fragrant gun smoke
I'll be scrubbin' halls, wipin' off the office walls

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

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

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

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

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