Spit In Your Face
Lil Wayne Feat. Kevin Rudolf Lyrics


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Uh, Straight off the back
I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle
And snap back and battle my own shadow cause y'all wack and all that
Bullshit ya talkin' startin' to get funky
Toss me the chunky, I'm a brew these punkies
Stir I'm from the block where u don't pass like a flunky
We make a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkey
Yes, I want you to come around here with that plan boy
I'll shoot this motherfucker til I burn my hand boy
Bust up in the court and shoot the witness on the stand boy
This is my game ask everybody in the stands boy
I'm all red I'm on fire like an ant pile
They put the clamp down if I put the stamp down
You get the stampede, I make blood bleed
You suck dick, I suc-ceed
Yeah, yeah, and this is how victory tastes
So I'm a spit in ya face!
Kevin!

[Chorus]
Singing ay yo ooh oh (oh)
Ay yo ooh (ay)
Ay yo ooh oh
(So I'm a spit in your face)
Singing ay yo ooh oh (ooh)
Ay yo ooh (ay)
Ay yo ooh oh
(So I'ma spit in your face)

If this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place
Bow ya home, how ya gone
Fuck with me if I ain't fuckin' around
2 eyes to the sky, 10 toes touchin' the ground
Bitch nigga I am not your homeboy
We are not from the same home boy
My Nina Baker bring your joy
I'll destroy who ya employ
I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by a fisherman
Yea, you guys is bitches, little girls
And Mr. Smith and Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devil
And I do whatever for the root of all evil
Gold, silver, bronze, no try the black metal
Turn yo mutherfuckin' flowers to feathers now fly to heaven
Kevin!

[Chorus]

And crazy's what they callin' me, but crazy isn't hardly what I am
Try creatively retarded or amazingly rewarded
Ain't no faith in me the hardest never crack, I'm crack
I'm dope in Reynolds Wrap, now let's just hope you get it back
Let's just hope that you get it
And if I have anything to do with it, motherfucker I did it
Yeah, Young Tune, gorilla monsoon
Mr. Martian will hang your ass from the moon
Cause you don't get sun, you just get it soon
Turn your I.D. to a tomb
Goons are us, the foods for us
We eat with our hands, no fork and spoon for us
We will take the knives, and we will take the wives
And we won't take the jewelry but we will take the lives
Yeah!

So I'm a spit in your face
Yeah, I'm a, so I'm a spit in your face, yeah

Singing ay yo ooh oh
Ay yo ooh
Ay yo ooh oh




(Ay yo ooh oh)
(Ooh, I'm a spit in your face)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Lil Wayne Feat. Kevin Rudolf's song "In Your Face" showcase Lil Wayne's aggression and confidence in claiming dominance in the music industry. The opening lines convey his readiness to confront anyone who tries to stop his success, even if it means using a gun. He then criticizes other rappers' arrogance and claims that they are not on his level. Lil Wayne uses violent imagery and vulgar language to assert his dominance and intimidate his rivals. He also references his willingness to go to extreme lengths to protect his reputation, including shooting witnesses in court.


The chorus, sung by Kevin Rudolf, emphasizes the message of the song by repeating the phrase "So I'ma spit in your face." This phrase serves as a metaphor for Lil Wayne's desire to show his disrespect to anyone who tries to challenge him. The verse following the chorus reiterates Lil Wayne's determination to win at any cost, even if it means destroying his competition's careers. Overall, the song "In Your Face" highlights Lil Wayne's aggressive personality and his desire to be recognized as one of the best rappers in the game.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, Straight off the back
I'm starting off strong and confidently


I come straight off my back with a gun like I'm in Iraq
I'm so prepared and armed that I'm ready for warfare


And in fact I attack and tackle, and sack and crack and crackle
I'm aggressive and fierce, taking down my opponents with force


And snap back and battle my own shadow cause y'all wack and all that
I'm so good that I could even take on myself - my competition is weak


Bullshit ya talkin' startin' to get funky
I'm not buying into your lies and manipulations


Toss me the chunky, I'm a brew these punkies
Give me the ammunition and I'll take care of these weaklings


Stir I'm from the block where u don't pass like a flunky
I'm from a tough neighborhood where you have to prove yourself to survive


We make a bitch a mule and everybody act a donkey
We're resourceful and can turn anyone into something useful for our cause


Yes, I want you to come around here with that plan boy
I dare you to come around here with your plan


I'll shoot this motherfucker til I burn my hand boy
I'm so trigger-happy that I'll shoot until it hurts me


Bust up in the court and shoot the witness on the stand boy
I will resort to extreme measures to get what I want


This is my game ask everybody in the stands boy
I'm the master of this game, everyone knows it


I'm all red I'm on fire like an ant pile
I'm hot, passionate, and unstoppable


They put the clamp down if I put the stamp down
I'm under scrutiny and will be stopped if I leave too much evidence


You get the stampede, I make blood bleed
I can cause destruction and chaos better than anyone else


You suck dick, I suc-ceed
You're a failure and I'm a success


If this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place
I'm not just competing, I'm aiming to win and take over


Bow ya home, how ya gone
I'll make you lose everything you have and fall from power


Fuck with me if I ain't fuckin' around
Don't mess with me, I'm serious


2 eyes to the sky, 10 toes touchin' the ground
I'm fully aware of my surroundings and grounded in reality


Bitch nigga I am not your homeboy
I'm not your friend and won't show you any mercy


We are not from the same home boy
We're not alike and don't have the same background


My Nina Baker bring your joy
My gun will bring me happiness, it's my tool of choice


I'll destroy who ya employ
I'll take down anyone you hire to oppose me


I shoot 12 rounds, now Jr. Jones Roy
I'm a skilled shooter who can take down even the best


Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods, I'm a swisher man
You're old-fashioned and outdated, while I'm trendy and up-to-date


8 in the mornin' you bouta get found by a fisherman
If you cross me, you'll end up dead at the bottom of the sea


Yea, you guys is bitches, little girls
You're weak and cowardly, like children


And Mr. Smith and Weston wanna kiss ya pussy pearl
You're so scared that your genitals are trembling


Tongue kiss an angel and spit fire at the devil
I'm full of contradictions and can be both good and bad


And I do whatever for the root of all evil
Money is my motivation and I'll do anything to get it


Gold, silver, bronze, no try the black metal
I'm going for something even darker and more dangerous


Turn yo mutherfuckin' flowers to feathers now fly to heaven
I can turn anything beautiful into something ugly and deadly


And crazy's what they callin' me, but crazy isn't hardly what I am
People label me as insane, but that's not really the case


Try creatively retarded or amazingly rewarded
I'm either a genius or making a lot of money - take your pick


Ain't no faith in me the hardest never crack, I'm crack
People don't believe in me, but I won't break under pressure


I'm dope in Reynolds Wrap, now let's just hope you get it back
I'm so good that I can even package myself like a drug


Let's just hope that you get it
I'm hoping you understand my greatness


And if I have anything to do with it, motherfucker I did it
I'm responsible for my own success and achievements


Young Tune, gorilla monsoon
I'm young and fierce like a gorilla in a storm


Mr. Martian will hang your ass from the moon
I'm so out of this world that I can do anything


Cause you don't get sun, you just get it soon
You don't have the patience or determination I have


Turn your I.D. to a tomb
I'll make you disappear forever


Goons are us, the foods for us
We're tough and merciless, we eat our enemies for breakfast


We eat with our hands, no fork and spoon for us
We're so savage that we don't even use utensils


We will take the knives, and we will take the wives
We're so powerful that we can even take people's loved ones


And we won't take the jewelry but we will take the lives
We're not interested in material possessions, we want to destroy our enemies


Singing ay yo ooh oh
Chorus


So I'm a spit in your face
Chorus




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: KEVIN RUDOLF, DWAYNE CARTER

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Comments from YouTube:

AyeZo

This chorus always randomly pops in head and i gotta come back to dis ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ

Tetelo Bagopi

It's crazy how kevin didn't even say a word but "Ayo", LEGENDARY

Bigt

2021! To think i was listening to this on the school bus in highschool back in 2009 - 2010 and felt like i was gonna take over the world that day... Man do i miss the good ol days...

jonathan nelson

This was lit 10 years ago or more and still is people cant make music like this anymore ๐Ÿ˜”

Eternity Vera

Factssss. Shit crazy

seheadhunter50

This was the song that year..well one of em because those years were insanely full of great songs that you wanna listen to forever.

bruda

I miss the old Lil Wayne

andy wogan

i hope my neighbors like this song cause i'mma be jamming to this for 20/4/7

Fredo

andy wogan "20/4/7"

TeeDotGambino

Wtf is 24/4

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