This the realest shit in the streets (Rich gang). Untouchable empire. The only niggas breaking Backwoods was in the Bentley's baby, believe it. Let's get this motherfucking money (Rich gang).
1000 degrees Hot. . Continuously, yeah. Who's that crazy nigga. Drinkin crazy pussy out of crazy straw. Kicking crazy hardcore, crazy metaphors. When I rap competitions perform disappearing acts.
I gets dumb with the momentum of the drum. And blow MC's to kingdom come. The future holds nothing else but confrontation. . Murray is a lyric lunatic toc.
Phase one. . I grab the Henny and twist the top. Guzzle it that's when the reaction starts. I split the chalk with the dutch. Had the hash in the greenery, then the L get sparked.
Yo rock, cue me in. We, got, that, funk. Murray's, packed, with funk (you need to know). We, got, the funk for yo' ass (let's go). . [Keith Murray]. Yo, a lot of rappers holler tough stuff, they don't live it.
Hooo ahhh!. High as a motherfucker. Zonin on cloud nineteen as the Def Squad takes you. on another eerie place... of a dark side. Yesssss!!!. . I escape from the world.
Uh-huh. Yeah. One two, one two. Smokin blunts. Mad Dog 20/20. We gonna get funky. . I grab the forty rip off the skirt. Guzzle it, grab the mic and come out the woodworks.
Yo you think them niggas out there impress me?. Don't none of that shit impress me. Oh I'm supposed to listen cause they on the radio?. Psh I'm ready.
Ha, ha, ha, Def Squads in the house. One more time, hostile word up. Keith Murray representin' [Incomprehensible], yeah. . Keith Murray gets busy most beautifully.
[Intro: Tyrese]. Tyrese!!!. . [Keith Murray]:. (Tyrese). Keith Murray!!! (WOO!!!) Def Squad!!! (I like this right here man) Me too. (Keith Murray you did that! Talk to 'em!) Yeah!.
Intro:. It's goona be that, it's gonna be that shit. . Hook:. Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone (x8). . Verse 1:. Keith Murray is this mic phychosis.
T minus 10. 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0. Ignition, lift off. Lift off, thirty minutes after the hour.
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.
I'm always getting shitted on son, ain't gonna be no, no different. Can you accept me as I am? I ask you. Always, the love lords? I need you. Can you open your heart to mine and accept me and all my faults.
[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].
She looks like a. She looks like a. She looks like a. She looks like a. . [Chorus: x4]. She looks like a movie star. Like a chocolate candy bar. . (She looks like a).
Yo this is Keith Murray and Hurricane G with the bom bom zee. Trey deep takin' to the streets. We straight ball hoggin' word up. Niggaz know what time it is.
Ha, ha, ha. This is Dr. Trevis, coming to you live. In this motherfucker, Keith Murray. L.O.D.. From the city niggaz, ha ha ha.... . Keith Murray`s still coming from the north, south, east, west (yes).
Yo shit is real dog, you know?. Stay out the web, 'cause once you get caught up in the web. That's it, you know?. They get you they got you good. Yo do the knowledge, take notice, stay focused.
Intro:. Niggas can't hold me back. We ain't comin' for no bullshit. Niggas talking all that yackedy yack, word up. . Verse 1:. Here's to mrl keith murray.