Kool Keith - 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***az when they don't feel keith's right direction Put n***az in fear, the bullets in they head section Pick up drug dollars, leave rings around n***az 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 sh** the candle wax is gettin lit I'm solo now, and still money i have to f**in split Business ain't straight in glamour world, f**in 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 rectum crack Chorus: kool 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**in president I been spendin my ascap, waitin out there brain-walkin Up with hit records on feet, in the f**in rain Through merry-go-rounds, past politic circus Then shift flop first, and now it's time that you work this s** my a**, we pa** on acts if you think they good n***az ain't platinum, they album still, went barely wood I bring your ? down, samples now you have to clear it n***az talkin sh** like lyric records, i ain't tryin to hear it Even if i'm deaf no mouth, one f**in ear left You think they worth investments, hold your f**in breath You might as well bite kane, rakim, study g. rap I got some new sh**, 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**in mask now Throw the pistols away, and hide the sh** in the gra** now Chorus [kool keith] I'm sittin quiet with tons of threats, and baskin-rob' Extortion is over, i co*k back, you lose your f**in 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 sh**, f** it man, go 'head lie I wake up six o'clock with triggers co*ked 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: kool 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**in hit records goin right now East coast to west coast, i don't give a f** His sh** is wack, their sh** is wack That sh** is wack over there Ain't nuttin f**in movin Get some f**in bullets on the f**in charts f** that, let's do this (y'all ain't ready)