Luyện nghe bài hát In Your Face

I'll get my manager crazy as hell, pull steel
Show these sheisty people, the sawed off, the 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 around niggaz collars
Front me cash, you them bodies, put 'em in a stash
Never laugh at you, explain plans, to do
Machine guns on tour, pajama for your crew

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

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

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)

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

For a problem manager
30% get my photo session ready, 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 you work this
Suck my ass, we pass on acts if you think they
Niggaz platinum, they album still, went barely wood

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

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

Don't try to hide that fuckin' mask now
Throw the away, and hide the shit in the grass 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 face
(In yo' face)

I'm sittin' quiet with tons of threats, and
Extortion is over, I cock back, you lose fuckin' job
Two years of my time is 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 has gone by, with techs jam up in your eye
I'm on some shit, fuck it man, go 'head lie

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

I get personal direct straight, I bring it
(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 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 coast, I don't give a fuck
His shit is wack, their is wack
That shit is wack over there, ain't nuttin' fuckin'
Get some fuckin' on the fuckin charts
that, let's do this
(Y'all ready)