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 niggaz when they feel Keith's right direction
Put in fear, the bullets in they head section

Pick up drug dollars, leave rings around collars
Front me cash, you catch bodies, put 'em in a stash
laugh at you, explain plans, what to do
Machine on tour, pajama for your soft crew

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

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

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

I get direct 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)

For a problem manager
30% get my photo ready, songs to the fuckin' president
I been spendin' my ASCAP, waitin' out brain-walkin'
Up with hit 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 they good
Niggaz platinum, they album still, went barely wood

I bring your 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 fuckin' ear
You think they worth investments, hold 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 witnesses watchin', over budget

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

I get direct 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 straight, I bring 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 of my time is precious in my kid's mind
With child support, I drag your coffins in the

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

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

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

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