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(chorus) just because you came here
doesnt mean that you can stay just because you woke up this mornin' doesnt mean you can stay awake yo the streets is hungry (word) its time to eat most definitely grab ya plate get ya knifes and ya forks yea Keith Murray Get ready verse1 yo as i look out at the high rise and right about my life into the sunrise lookin at the smoke where the twin towers stood 40 blocks away 40 stories high i could see it good but we been at war and under attack we got P.O.W.s fightin to get back (in jail) and these affected by the poverty war we pack gats frontline and will endure i go to bed with god and wake up with the devil in a battle i blacked out and beat a man with a shovel its obligatory that you hear my side of the story he had the face a fearshaken like a leaf on a tree you just another potential casualty this is a walk n corpse song and the beat is your conspiracy theory and the time is getting more scary so pack when neccessary and say your L.O.D. Hail Marys (chorus x 2) verse 2 yo im eye of a tiger inside the head of a liar give 'em pure hell brimstone and fire this is MC canniballism by connoisseur from the lyrical lexicon metador of metaphor yo from the little voice in my conscience i might just leave your f**kin ass unconscience yea i seen you wit with that smirk on you little f**kin clown i turn that smile into an upside down frown produce chaos in the culture of the enemy you will never posses the skills to defeat me i be the all eye seein you hear it sporadic i rhyme at will be on your ass automatic with thoughts of power i rain thunder showers i eat alot of brain food and you'll get devoured man hunt chase of the night stalker off da leash walker my dog is a fire barker (chorus x 2) verse 3 yo from the instinctual coming of the insect to the mind of a genius and the heart of a prophet to them bootlegged niggas and the chicks that cop it ask anyone they know how the f**k drop it n coastin constant motion essential with futition nuclear potential you hear a cold whisper you see da mask of a phantom acts wailin deranged assailant i tame the rage, isolate,chase and kill my prey walk the lion outta da cage and thats a part of life or should i say death reach in your mouth snatch out ya very last breath searchin my subconscience for the meaning im sweatin blood bullets cause my whole world is bleedin Ooooo now check how i come at you i will eat you defeat you i'm parasitical (chorus x 4) theres no where you can run no way to hide the world is a cage and we all locked inside so you might as well fight to survive yea yea |
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[Intro]
(Yeah this the build up) OH NO! You knew we was coming back But you ain't know we was coming back like this C'mon, it's gon' be a problem ya'll (Yeah uh huh, Keith Murray, Def Jam, Def Squad) Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh (How it's gon' be) Def Squad gonna make you go ah - ooh ooh ah [Verse] I come on stomping mud holes in tracks like Timbaland The producer and the booth, niggas so don't get cute I come through in the coupe with the chopped off roof Humiliate you then blast you in your birthday suit You a small side order of apple cider I'm a three hot's in a cot dungeon rider My hardcore street team crash the party with Def Jam And Incorporate +Murda+ like +Gotti+ How about in back of the yellow cab like Seinfeld Chew you like little neck clams on half shells I got a hypochondriac flow that get real ill Get nautious to the beat, I spit sick at will And the time has come and your shit is sour You need to turn your flow up an hour Give you a permanent lean, like the Pais Tower With a hoes that will wet you down like a cold shower [Chorus] Yo we got the shit on lock (uh huh) Come through and blast the spot (yeah man) And my name is the record, so check it, when I put it on record Everybody say oh my goodness! And my folks if you with me where you at? (yes sir) If you love what I'm doing holla back (talk to me) And when I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine Everybody scream oh my goodness! [Verse] And yeah I hear you talking motherfucker write the check And if you in the house then protect your neck I? 'Mister See You Anywhere It's Gon' Be A Showdown' So ya'll better have lyrics when I come 'round Cause I ain't lost a battle since God knows when Some niggas tried to front but they gots no win Taught how to prevent to lose and handle the win Like birds are made to fly and fish made to swim Wait a minute homie you don't really know me homie I'll take you to a picnic boy you lunch meat With my dazzling appearance and my world wide clearance I am treacherous, inferio, impermanent, impetuous I rock like an archeologist Draw a picture like a forensic artist, perform like a dramatist I'm fabulously wicked, miraculous Rustic, majestic, ridiculous, oh my goodness [Chorus] [Bridge] Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Def Squad gon' make you go ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Def Squad gon' make you go ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! [Verse] And you in line motherfucker like them people in court So when I see you I'm a pop your top like a cork I pack flow like ammo, spit like camels Come through and bless your whole crew like (achoo) But some still wanna holla, pop they collar Fucking with me like I run a funeral parlor Linguist lyricist out for +Chips+ like +Estrada+ Bilingual emcees even couldn't even couldn't do me nada With this mic I'm handy, flows be dandy It's a +Full Moon+ and hoes wanna fuck like +Brandy+ Yeah I've been hated on, you probably heard it And I kicked their little ass but them niggas deserved it And I'm still in the hood and I still rep the hood Still +Tee'ing Off+ for a +Long Green+ like +Tiger Woods+ I ain't even gotta say it, ya'll know when it's hot So ya'll go back up in the vocal box [Chorus] [Outro] Uh - uh uh uh ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Def Squad gon' make you go ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! |
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| 4:10 |
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Artist: Keith Murray f/ Erick Sermon, Redman
Album: Yeah Yeah You Know It 12" Song: Yeah Yeah You Know It [Keith Murray] Just blaze, you son-of-a-gun {"Uh-huh, uh-huh" - repeat 13X over chorus} Yeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to show it [Chorus] we do dis' like we want to and don't give f**k Yeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to show it [Verse 1: Keith Murray] Lights, camera, action you're on "Excuse me Murray, but your ah ah ah on" I spit the (ha ha ha ha ha) word bond 'cause cats out here dont be sayin' jack bone I get raw and explicit when I spit it on the mic Old folks say "that boy need the lord in his life" Nigga, think you can phase me??? but nigga, you must be crazy!!! It go "esi loco, dame un beso" Dominican girls, them call us negro I short pony, short camel toe the reason why man, I dont know no matter where I go, here I go, there I go I'm propa And keep shit poppin' like orville redenbacher more freaky-deaky wit' the speachy I stay off the meat rag boy (exactly) [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Verse 2: Erick Sermon] Seromon, bless a flow you know Hod sent me Time is money, and my time cost like a Bentley I'm dope (oh yeah you know it) got a infared beam (ain't scared to show it) Peep it, check my movement this here feel rite (how???) Check his cap make sure his pill rite (boy) You a fake thug wit' a deal The only gang you represent is sugar Hill You cats is kittens boy drink this milk Put down that Hennessy son ya killin' me Dub, I snatch the corn from the children stashed it in ya homeboy's buildin' (Stop he's killin' him somebody call the cops!!!) Yeah call 911, and watch no one come That's to show how nice I am The fifth group Russell signed to Def Jam [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Verse 3: Redman] Im the bed I'm the marathon man, redman Hittin' more walls than aerasol cans, don't I??? (Yeah Yeah you know it) And when I f**k??? (Ain't scared to show it) And when the Brick's outta control, barricade the city There's an outbreak in ya outta state committee You seen it (yeah yeah you know it) And if you got it??? (ain't scared to show it) You want the bad guy - here I am I got them hoes on gilla-cam Throwin' the drawers in the ceilin' fan You as small as a kilogram I'm a plane ridin' over colombia, ya middle man I'm the boss Doc-ta Binaca Shut up all the gossip, bring the rasta I whoop ass like Ike Turner any day When I stomp Mc's out I yell "Annie Mae???" Whether I'm hot or not, pidgeons gon' flock They gon' get that wig done fa' diggin' on Doc Find me 'round the aisle in frozen food Because I am so cool, cool, cool, cool [Chorus] - repeat to fade |
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[Chorus sampled from Rascalz 'Movie Star']
[Intro] She looks like a (4x) [Chorus - repeat 4x] {*ad libs through out*} She looks like a movie star Like a chocolate candy bar [Verse] (She looks like a) Heya love love, you little fly lady bug Come and swing this episode wit more from up above With them Earl Jeans on fitting tight like a glove You little Cinammon Toast Crunch, come show me some love! Slim goodie got tittle litties Yeah but she's a picture post card pretty fat kitty little bitty, WHOO!! You're provoking me, giving me the notions To make me wanna lick your funky emotions She can make a crippled man walk and a blind man see How can I put this? hmm She can make the Grinch love Christmas How can I manifest her uniqueness in vernacular? (Like a chocolate candi bar) yeah that describes her [Chorus] [Verse] (She looks like a) I seen her at the park on the black top watching the kids play Hey style complimented the sunny day There's a mild nature about her Gentle but firm for all the bullshit life brought her way You reflected beauty of a starless night by far Like Billy Joel said "I take you just the way you are!" I had a crush on you since the days of love tap Karate shoes you had jelly cornrows with the peas in the back I knew you'd grow to be a fine specimen someday You the very inspiration for the song I sing The way you sprint the runway and scale the catwalk Your life is a movie and the camera's never off It's like love at first taste, coming deep from within From your DNA structure to your whole body ova Your beauty is respected in the eye of the beholder I love that little chocolate bar tattered on your shoulder [Chorus] [Verse] (She looks like a) Oh yeah the time is now and the place is here So come a little closer let me kick it in your ear And share this wit you girl you super official I just wanna bite you girl you look good like a Snickers Ooh la la, ah wee wee, walking by looking all like I exctasy Got doe ma didn't know, good gracious alive! Aw shuck now, there she go Hey yo come and rest your feet my little chocolate soufflet I know you're tired you been running through my mind all day And Oh My Goodness! can I get a witness? This roundy brownie is something to see I never had a craving like this before, I'm addicted Lord have mercy! please give me strength! Dark, rich and thick like a fresh baked cake Just thinking of your shape girl I catch a tooth ache [Chorus] [Outro] (She looks like a) We just buggin out a little bit, showing versatility (to fade) |
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I'm always getting shitted on son, ain't gonna be no, no different
Can you accept me as I am? I ask you or is all the love lost? I need you Can you open your heart to mine and accept me and with my faults During the human course of activity, watch me give me my room I am radiant, give me my space, I am light Verse 1 Yo, 2/27/98 I wrote a check out to H.W. funeral home for my little sister Christina 15 years old damn man this fuckin world is so cold 8 months before I had to do three years Coming from the air port my face burning with tears I had this black cloud hovering over me Far back as I can check back down my family tree Its been with me since my first LP 2nd LP I was sittin in court 3rd LP I was trapped in the belly of the beast, guided back to the streets by the power of the mind and positive of thought some say livin is death and dying is life I say pray for me that I should be born tonight I remember roaming the streets in those cold winter nights Look at me this is my life Chorus Suddenly my life feels so wrong tell me what the hell is going on Tell me tell me why my life feels so wrong so wrong Tell me what the hell is going on Help me please help me Verse 2 I can't even begin to explain the mental anguish I went through as a child when I heard my pops had passed I went to see him on the sick bed with my grandmother that day I knew it was the last I loved him but I had to grow up without him Over the years I've lived through frustrations and questions In 90' I went to jail as an adolescent Then in 92' my moms had to go back to the essence Got me thinkin about the meaning of my existence (I lost my best friend) I realized the devil was spying on me from a distance He don't want me to receive my blessings he fear me My family suffered more deaths then the Kennedy's This is real and if you don't believe me ask someone that grew with me Know them and feel my energy Hook Please never fabricated nor duplicated so I ask you Can you open you hearts and minds and receive me with all my faults Can you open your hearts and minds unconditionally to begin to understand my thoughts Verse 3 Hey yo this world is a pool of sharks But I'm the animal right when I stand up for myself and bark And this year I gotta go all out for it I've been hustlin for 13 years, nothin to show for it (I mean nothin) Lookin over my bills damn they eaten me up entertainment task force watchin so what the fuck I paid my taxes too fuck you and your uncle The laws of nature will see me through And yeah I peep it and naw it ain't no secret How niggas give their word with no intentions to keep it I'm givin you the roots of the real My emotional feelings bi-polar is how I feel but still you turn your back on me like you dont know me or you hate me don't you recognize family when you see me i cut my right arm off for you and this is how you repay me ahh dog you breakin my heart [Chorus] |
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[Verse1]
Meet the villain with a thousand faces I'll stab you up in a thousand places I might catch you with a blade or a rap Cause it's always more than one way to skin a rat Them young boys fucking up hip hop We've always been original get your own props I show up in boots to your black tie affair And physically put this funk up in your ear I got friends in all the low places that keep me high And we be up all night just like the red eye I never sleep like nueva york Miss me with all that body waste she's talking Hit me with your best shot fire away I'm da super easy minded MC OK! I'm skin tight and knee deep shit So long on you both my feet fall asleep [CHORUS x2] I know you know what we got to do is Take it to the limit with so much force Tell dem niggaz get sucka free or get lost I know you know what we've got to do is Take it to the limit with so much force tell them chicks Get sucka free or get lost [Verse 2] So it comes as no surprise Nigga you snooping around like a private eye But idiot the victory is mine Ya niggaz can't chew gum and walk at the same time You stupid but it ain't no crime Your third eye is blind well a aight then fine I will hit ya pussys and make you fart With enough energy to make a car start I stay crispy you dissed me you pissy I'll stomp you out like Hannibal did in Sicily It's Keith and I got to be a mighty mighty MC -c-c-c-c-c-c You a savage kid you might as well run around with a pet pig I see a ugly chick and she's scoping And I'm like got damn who left the gate open Most prominent and dominant Shittin like I'm like lactose intolerant Meanwhile I hopped the turnstile With the L. O. D. Ichbabod Crane style I stepped into some shit them wiped it with my hand See that's what makes me who I am, goddamn No if and buts or maybes Yo! E this shit is crazy baby [CHORUS x2] [Verse 3] OH! That's how it is, that's how you living I consider all ya as my children Funk like feet collardgreen and chitlens I stole your girl while I was in prison (no you didn't) You can ask E cause he brought her up to see me Keith you can't smoke weed, man pass the light My probation thing is gonna be aight! aight! [CHORUS x3] |
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[Verse1]
Meet the villain with a thousand faces I'll stab you up in a thousand places I might catch you with a blade or a rap Cause it's always more than one way to skin a rat Them young boys fucking up hip hop We've always been original get your own props I show up in boots to your black tie affair And physically put this funk up in your ear I got friends in all the low places that keep me high And we be up all night just like the red eye I never sleep like nueva york Miss me with all that body waste she's talking Hit me with your best shot fire away I'm da super easy minded MC OK! I'm skin tight and knee deep shit So long on you both my feet fall asleep [CHORUS x2] I know you know what we got to do is Take it to the limit with so much force Tell dem niggaz get sucka free or get lost I know you know what we've got to do is Take it to the limit with so much force tell them chicks Get sucka free or get lost [Verse 2] So it comes as no surprise Nigga you snooping around like a private eye But idiot the victory is mine Ya niggaz can't chew gum and walk at the same time You stupid but it ain't no crime Your third eye is blind well a aight then fine I will hit ya pussys and make you fart With enough energy to make a car start I stay crispy you dissed me you pissy I'll stomp you out like Hannibal did in Sicily It's Keith and I got to be a mighty mighty MC -c-c-c-c-c-c You a savage kid you might as well run around with a pet pig I see a ugly chick and she's scoping And I'm like got damn who left the gate open Most prominent and dominant Shittin like I'm like lactose intolerant Meanwhile I hopped the turnstile With the L. O. D. Ichbabod Crane style I stepped into some shit them wiped it with my hand See that's what makes me who I am, goddamn No if and buts or maybes Yo! E this shit is crazy baby [CHORUS x2] [Verse 3] OH! That's how it is, that's how you living I consider all ya as my children Funk like feet collardgreen and chitlens I stole your girl while I was in prison (no you didn't) You can ask E cause he brought her up to see me Keith you can't smoke weed, man pass the light My probation thing is gonna be aight! aight! [CHORUS x3] |
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ONE-TWO, ONE-TWO
Keith Murray and Jazze Pha Servin em well and as you all know we are crunk as hell [VERSE 1] (Murray) Woke up at 8:30 on a Saturday morn Grab my remote control cut my stereo on Got up took a dump as I smoke some trees And my stomach started growling for some egg MC's I am hard core heavyweight b-boy flex Other rappers try to flex but they soft as sex High heels in the kitchen fixin me a hot meal Wipe my ass ran the faucet then I brush my grill Jumped in the shower it was boiling hot So I stayed there an hour cause I like it a lot Back to my room and throw on some fresh gear Tank top white tees and some Nike airs Then I'm interrupted by the ring on the phone Def Jam Kevin Liles tellin me that it's on Saying Murray meet me, Lyor and Russell You provide the heat and we'll provide you wit' that Def Jam muscle So I said yeah I'm wit it cause you know I'm prepared Put me in proper position and I'm takin it there I hung up the phone, went outside And hopped in the six to bust a joy ride [HOOK] (Redman) Yo dog how many wanna ride wit us and How many wanna smoke wit us (say what) Now how many wanna junk wit us and How many wanna thug wit us (say what) Now yell if you wanna roll wit us Yell if you wanna get dough wit us (say what) Ride-smokin-ride-smokin-ride-ride-smokin-ride (say what) Let's smoke and ride [VERSE 2] (Murray) One o'clock on the dot is when I hit the block Sunshine cold beamin off ya face from my watch I'm a monsta on these beats also on these streets Hit the corner then I bumped into some beautiful freaks They said Murray hold up, stop, wait Hit the brakes rims spinnin like roller skates Conversing with the skeeza's for ten minutes more Hopped back in the ride and then I slammed the door Ridin through your city wit the hard core beat Stopped by the spot so I can get somethin to eat The way I wine and dine people think I do crime They don't know I'm just a connoisseur of hip hop rhymes So I got my meal and I said my grace Thinkin bout the next millions that I'll soon make Lookon at the clock it said deuce square tre Wit Georgia on my mind I 2wayed Jazzy Pha [HOOK] [VERSE 3] (Murray) I heard you suckas don't like me but I ain't concerned It must be the pretty bitties or the pay that I earn I'm growin and blowin all up in yo face Put ya head to the speaker break ya neck to the base I'm extraterrestrial so expeditious The first nigga to ever bust a verse on a Lexus Sucka duck nigga think that they be the man I don't even say nothin I just wave my hand [HOOK] |
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[VERSE 1]
You know I had to go there right, that's water baby Ay yo shorty got the badonkadonk, look right Hangin of the edge of dat Kawasaki bike See em in da streets at work rump galore They be in salons, restaurants and stores They come in all shapes sizes, fashions and colors It might be your sister, aunts or your mothers Or your baby mama and they aunts and they cousins They roam in droves of half a dozens Now you may not have seen a lot and maybe you have All you gotta do is hit up your local ave lookin at the female anatomy I see what made little Richard Write, Good golly miss molly Excuse me miss no disrespect miss (you drop somethin) Sike but that thing is da beautifulist I bet you hit the bathroom and light up a clip Sit down and take one fat hit [CHORUS 2X] We be spankin that ass pumpin it up girl you gotta a badunkadunk No doubt, badunkadunk, badunkadunk Break me off a chunk of that badunkadunk [VERSE 2] I was on 45th chillin with my man Earl when she walked by I started singin you gotta fatty girl You know I'm right don't be rude Its just a compliment stanky you should be say thank you To the ladies in da street that ever shook my hand And thanked me for representing that fat back It a raised your antennaes and keep you on point Gwedoe's be like yo she gotta badoinkadoink Bro and godamn boy ooo it come equip with three D thongs and shake included Although it's rated PG little boys can look Little girls write about it in they diary book They be on TV, T-shirts and pocket books Attracts straight lace guys down to crooks So if you ever seen one that ain't fat Hit with an extra can of fixaflat [CHORUS 2X] Ay yo Tina gotta badunkadunk, I know I told you I'd be true But Tina gotta badunkadunk so I'm leavin you Yo Leesa gotta badunkadunk, I know I told you I'd be true But Leesa gotta badunkadunk so I'm leavin you |
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[CHORUS]
Gimme Gimme watch ya got Full blast all night Cause I got my swagger back, say what I got my swager back, OK You better get your swagger back [VERSE 1] Come and get it good and plenty We come to get every penny Short and tall freak em all Fatty patty skinny minny Oky doky niggaz envy Cause they know they bitches feel me Blacky whitey darky lighty Put your lights out nighty nighty I gotta open door kicking ass policy Y'all niggaz really kill me silly Put you out your misery See listen me listen we Pack that artillery Niggaz get out a line Roast them rotisserie So shoot fly don't bother me Y'all bitch ass niggaz ain't shit to me You crazy leave you swazy baby Blast through your artery All the ladies be like (Damn Murray why you want it like that) Cause trick I got my swagger back [CHORUS] [VERSE 2] I know you love it So you peep it How we freak it So indecent how we stack dough And keep it always buy it Never lease it Yo look at shorty looking decent Take it beat it never eat it Then tell that bitch bitch beat it My team can't be defeated With them things you will be greeted Catch you coming out the precinct Now niggaz want to peace it But too late I release it In your face I decease it Full of grace when I speak it Niggaz be like damn Murray Why you want it like that Cause black I got my swagger back [CHORUS] [VERSE 3] We give you something you can feel Think I won't when I will You ain't street you ain't real You ain't Keith you ain't ill Lick shots in your grill Fuck cops blood spill I'm from the gutter in the vill Make a nigga lye still In the pine box when I pop that blue steel Fresh out of jail got a new deal Few mill cheat lie rob still Give you bitches all a thrill I'm chilly chill for really real Cop the illy on a hill Fam a lam roll a Phil Let's all get ill Cause I got my swagger back [CHORUS x2] Throw your elbows back Twist your waist round Throw your knees up Get your swagger back |
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(feat. Busta Rhymes, Kell Vicious)
[Busta Rhymes] Yeah, what's up Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch A busa bus, yeah Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again 2003 muthafuckas, yeah all runin through you Welcome home Keith Murray (ah thank you baby) Streets mission nigga, lets give it to em, check it aw yeah [VERSE 1] Its Flip mode we be all over da place Quick to lay niggaz down and lawnmower they face Fuck your bitch before she go to her wedding Fuck around and beat you're ass with two sticks just like the number 11 And yo I fuck with your current and I fuck with your spouse And fuck y'all niggaz up for talkin shit in your own house We see y'all niggaz bounce and say one You even got no kind a line a credit in da hood that you from I keep my doe stacked for them niggaz Spot faggots everywhere like I keep a low jack on them niggaz Pretty bitches sprinkle on they chanel After we fuck em all in da club frontin like they pussy don't smell Then they call me mister nice guy like Daved Chappelle How we just be pounding da pussy and makin it swell Fuck that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish bitch Niggaz till we see em in hell [CHORUS x2: Kell Vicious] Now, guess who's comin through the streets With heat and fire that make the people Say that them niggaz got it on smash You know them niggaz got it on smash You know them niggaz got it on smash [VERSE 2: Keith Murray] Yo it's Def Squad we be all over the place Hog tie, split your back fold you in a suit case Yeah it's the Mr. Keith Murray Mr. Beef Curray Don't worry come thru and crush your burberry hat like blueberry's And all those waiting the waiting is over y'all If I don't come wit some sick shit I ain't coming at all But listen you my brother and I love but you pitiful And getting in you're ass is so therapeutical And just think these hoes be trying to prink When they know teiy look just as stink as hellery swink And cheating rappers make me madder than M&M The night he saw kim kissing that Arabian, I ain't go forth Pistol whip you, catch a case, get probation violate For smoking more trees than Dionne Warwick The way I be shittin'on the mic I gotta laugh And use a whole roll of tissue to wipe m stanking ass [CHORUS x2] [VERSE 3: Keith Murray] Ah yo first of all my rap style is not compatible When white boys come around they be like yo Kell your shit is radical My hang 10 surfs up I left them clueless Not that many MC's out there can do this This the same old G Darrly mack da ol e And I don't need your back da Gat can hold me Ain't state I ain't been without the mac 10 Kell Vics muthafuckin' yeah I'm back again Now everytime I grab the microphone I set the shit on fire Cause yo I ain't no joke I'm sharp like barb wire Machine gun kelly so don't get jelly Cause bitch you (can put it in your mouth) like Akinyele You he's fakin da funk take thes nigga home he drunk Before he wined up in my trunk I gotta left that will fracture your chest and crack ribs L.O.D. mutherfucker we gonna see you again [CHORUS x4] Yeah, Def Squad, Flipmode, L.O.D., P.T.P You know we got it on smash Street niggaz, got the streets on smash All ya fake ass up there front, we'll come through Y'all know what to do Don't worry, Murray vision ain't blurry Ayo E |
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| 3:59 |
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(feat. Man Child)
Yo, the fruit don't fall far from the tree Yeah, uh [VERSE 1: Keith Murray] My grandfather use to tell me This place ain't got nothing to offer you Don't you see all the changes everybody going through This family got problems and they do too But everybody wanna tell you what they think you should do He said watch them so called friends and them girls too Sonny do you like they did Jesus crucify you As he sat there in his chair looking out the window I'm thinking when you can't get away where do you go? (Inside your mind) man child never had a chance to be young Either you selling drugs or out there on the binge strung for some There's only two places to go the morgue or the Pen For some school is an option entertainment to alternate them Then they'll try to exploit you discriminate you Use you as a tool make money and live in luxury off you And we so confused we wanna believe in something So they promise us the world but give us nothing [CHORUS: Man Child] I say we can be all in this together Yeah, will you end up like, your family tree Tell me what you gonna do what you gonna do What you gonna do Your mind ain't too far from the sky [VERSE 2: Keith Murray] The death of a loved one remind you of yourself don't it? Knowing you could be next at any given moment Like Twine I used to call him a brother of mine His pops was a drunk and his mother was blind He use to stay at my hose sometimes my moms didn't mind We was just nickel and dime hustlers wasting time Living in the streets targeted and forced to kill Dualistically we learned how to lie and steal Gangsters of the future modern days thugs Seem like me whole hood is covered in blood Traveling a ruff life in the eye of the storm Now I wear their life stories tattooed on my arm Psyc's grandmother passed away on April fools day Then her funeral was on her birthday shit is real My man had four baby moms and two on the way And trying to make a living for them passes away in vein God bless him, ask Skeeta [CHORUS: Man CHild] Child of the streets well, well, well, well Will you end up like your family tree? Tell me what you gonna do 3X (Child of the streets, understand the habits Behind the child of the streets) [VERSE3: Keith Murray] They try to fuck my fame up tear my name up Turn around and sue me fuck my little bit of change up I knew it was going to be some shit to get me for some cream I saw it in my subconscious world like a vision At first it hurt me like a knife in the heart But by nature I continued to live out my part As art imitates life and life imitates art Don't respect the streets and they tear your ass apart It's important that my understanding understood But it's more important that it's understood in the hood And to all the females in the Pen stay strong Any day in jail girl is a day too long And for those who had to do what they did to slide Now running like a fugitive to save the live you live Put in a box saw my step pops He said boy Keith what the blood clot how much time you got? [CHORUS: Man Child] Child of the streets little sister Tell me where will you lay your head? Child of the streets little brother Where will you make your bed? Yall tell me what yall gonna do What yall gonna do Tell me what yall gonna do Tell me |
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