Luyện nghe bài hát In Your Face

I'll get my crazy as hell, he'll pull steel
Show 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 dollars, leave rings around niggaz collars
Front me cash, you catch them bodies, put 'em in a
Never laugh at you, explain plans, 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
Business ain't straight in glamour world, fuckin' hell
All these things I been through, your deserves a metal plates

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

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

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

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

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

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

try to hide behind that fuckin' mask now
Throw the pistols away, and the shit in the grass now

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

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

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

I'm sittin' with 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
I've been writin' songs, I'm calm, I'm a sport
One year has by, with techs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever shit, fuck it man, go lie

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

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

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

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

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

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