Luyện nghe bài hát In Your Face

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

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

Don't 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' hell
All these I been through, your skull deserves a metal plates

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

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

For everybody a manager
30% get my photo session ready, songs to the fuckin'
I been spendin' my ASCAP, waitin' out there
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
Suck my ass, we pass on acts if you think they
Niggaz platinum, they album still, went barely wood

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

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 that contract
I got witnesses watchin', over budget

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

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

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

I get personal direct straight, I it forward
(Where?)
In face
(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 time is precious in my mind
With child support, I drag your in the court

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

I wake up six with triggers cocked every morning
I'm no joke, you're to smell the fragrant gun smoke
be scrubbin' halls, wipin' blood 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 your
(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, let's get fuckin' hit records goin' right now
East coast to West coast, I don't a fuck
His shit is wack, their shit is
That shit is wack over there, ain't fuckin' movin'
Get fuckin' bullets on the fuckin charts
Fuck that, let's do
(Y'all ready)