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Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face, I'm in the right place And when I'm all up in your face, I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all in your face In the right place Old's friend gone in a sudden flash Nothing survives and lasts Traditions unclasped, couldn't see eye-to-eye like a pirate's patch Cut off toxicity like limbs, let the appricity begin Sippin' on mezcal, don't need ya' self-help, I got my bretheren Send me ya' link and it's straight to spam (Yeah!) What I'm sayin' is "Damn", give me a story to relate to Don't assume your my favorite band Talkin' the way you talk got yo' teeth yellow as a Lakers fan Jim & Pam invite me out and I'm gonna have a different plan Late to the time and place, fuck whatever that we had arranged Brace, impact awaits Blake, right in your face I'm horizontal, I'm laid back, spend life alone in a haystack I'm in a permanent phase that allows me to shape-shift and make jazz Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face, I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all in your face And when I'm all up in your face, I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all in your face (Hold up, hold up) (It's DAMAG3) In the right place (Hold up) You thought I was slitherin'? Snakes in the grass and they all look like these middlemen I ain't into for shakin' hands or takin' investments I ain't wearin' a vest, I'm playin' it close to the chest It's only for my fans, I'm lookin' like titties, man Count up all these fuckin' bands Doubters on the outskirts like the pounder on her nostrils, damn Timeless like a fossil, I gotta followin' I got apostles, I don't got problems, just potential Bars in the cloud, I don't got a pencil No free time, that shit is expensive (Oh shit, hold on) Ayy These men gon' sail this slippery (slippery) Loose lip-like wrench stays shifty (this shifty) Sycophants disbanded, follow up DAMAG3 Fucker, that's way too risky Shift gear, grip wheel in six-speed Pick up the feel we tipsy, (Uh) fake make deal, won't miss me Meditate, real gon' lift me up Sick of these snakes in here, I made it clear, I paid the fee I played the fear, it's playin' me Same reason I blame treason for the way I be Light leakin' through leaves Summer season, new breeze Cut the grass I need peace Peace of mind, I seek at night The keys to life, new keys I fly with my eyelids closed, trippin' the islands tho You gettin' lie exposed, I hear the sirens go (I hear the sirens go) Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah Everybody knows that I be all up in your face And when I'm all up in your face, I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all in your face And when I'm all up in your face, I'm in the right place Everybody knows that I be all in your face In the right place