Put It In Yo Face

[Intro] Im bout to put it in they face (8x) [1st Verse, Lil Wyte] Wyte Music, we do this We kicks it so foolish Got a .40 cal ridin' in my waist I'm bout to put it in your face What the fuck you gonna do with it? Will I drop the ball? never My hands are made of superglue Got a all star team still pickin up the recruits While eatin sushi food I'm on that Triple 6, DJ Paul and Juicy J shit The beats are slammin' the flows are jammin' And we on that gettin' paid shit The Scarecrow will run up all the flocks of jealous haters Who ever is left will gain all the paper with me and my makers The underboss is how you adress me in the (?) Till the day I am crowned thats when you call me king I have always kept it real with anybody in the place With all that said I think its time I put it in yo fucking face Its overdue I'm underrated and never overdosin' And Lord Infamous is the closest I've ever been to a ghost You get that, I ain't dead bitch and neither is he We well alive right now in the studio and we eatin' these beats [Hook, Lord Infamous] 2x Get yo ass lost without a trace I'm 'bout to put it in they face Bitch niggas we eliminate I'm 'bout to put it in they face You niggas fake for satans sake I'm 'bout to put it in they face When I see you at your way I'm 'bout to put it in they face [2nd Verse, Lord Infamous] BLAY! Infamous back and I'm ... Got you straight duff for you niggas who (?) You faggots posin' a threat I'm a samurai taking yo head off the chopping block Lord Infamous Vader or Soze Obi Wan Kenobi Lightsaber removin' your top Now my flow is cocaine, it's da bogota Runnin' ... panama jawlock Scarecrow tha terrible (?) Scatter like roaches and get off the block (?) kevlar (?) metal The .50 cal spottin' your head from afar Crow Keyser the equalizer Yeah you niggas just appetizers Trick I rip off your damn visor You don't add up you get minus When this dope turn down my sinus Ain't no search party can find ya Bodies sought to my wild forts They got them cainines, they will find ya Infamous cannibalistic for blood And I come with the sub-auto semi ... muffle (?) 'tatoes Rollin' the dope ... Disintegrating to vapors The Devil Shyt very contagious The auto will rid off the pages The Infamous rock up the ages You niggas can't play with the mages Come play in the black rain And my clubhouse where corpses hang Where hearses (?) And voodoo dolls dance in the flames [Hook, Lord Infamous] 2x Get yo ass lost without a trace I'm 'bout to put it in they face Bitch niggas we eliminate I'm 'bout to put it in they face You niggas fake for satans sake I'm 'bout to put it in they face When I see you at your way I'm 'bout to put it in they face