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In Your Face Lyrics

[Kool Keith]
I'll get my manager crazy as hell he'll pull steel
Show these sheisty people the sawed off the pump is real
Then smack n***** when they don't feel Keith's right direction
Put n***** in fear the bullets in they head section
Pick up drug dollars leave rings around n***** collars
Front me cash you catch them bodies put em in a stash
Never laugh at you explain plans what to do
Machine guns on tour, pajama for your soft crew
Don't step to me with s*** the candle wax is gettin lit
I'm solo now, and still money I have to f***** split
Business ain't straight in glamour world, f***** hellgate
All these things I been through, your skull deserves a metal plates
Not the platinum plaque, just gun staples in your back
Hung from a tree with rusty nails in your r***** crack

Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 3X)

I get personal direct straight, I bring it forward
Where? .. IN YOUR FACE! (In yo' face)

[Kool Keith]
For everybody a problem manager
30% get my photo session ready, songs to the f***** president
I been spendin my ASCAP, waitin out there brain-walkin
up with hit records on feet, in the f***** rain
Through merry-go-rounds, past politic circus
Then shift flop first, and now it's time that you work this
Suck my a**, we pass on acts if you think they good
n***** ain't platinum, they album still, went barely wood
I bring your ? down, samples now you have to clear it
n***** talkin s*** like lyric records, I ain't tryin to hear it
Even if I'm deaf no mouth, one f***** ear left
You think they worth investments, hold your f***** breath
You might as well b*** Kane, Rakim, study G. Rap
I got some new s***, mental secrets for yo' a**crack
Let me get real, before that a** breach that contract
I got witnesses watchin, statements over budget
Don't try to hide behind that f***** mask now
Throw the pistols away, and hide the s*** in the grass now
Chorus

[Kool Keith]
I'm sittin quiet with tons of threats, and Baskin-Rob'
Extortion is over, I c*** back, you lose your f***** job
Two years of my time is precious in my kid's mind
With child support, I drag your coffins in the court
We even Steven, f*** that, my time and rent is short
I've been writin songs, I'm calm, I'm a good sport
One year has gone by, with tecs jam up in your eye
I'm on some clever s***, f*** it man, go 'head lie
I wake up six o'clock with triggers c***ed every morning
I'm no joke, you're bound to smell the fragrant gunsmoke
I'll be scrubbin halls, wipin blood off the office walls
Chorus: cool Keith (repeat 4X)

I get personal direct straight, I bring it forward
Where? .. IN YOUR FACE! (In yo' face)

[Kool Keith]
Yeah, yeah
Let's get some f***** hit records goin right now
East coast to West coast, I don't give a f***
His s*** is wack, their s*** is wack
That s*** is wack over there
Ain't nuttin f***** movin
Get some f***** bullets on the f***** charts
f*** that, let's do this (y'all ain't ready)
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