[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.
Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room?. Lookin' like the creature from the Black Lagoon. There's gonna be a 187 real soon. If some niggas don't give me some elbow room.
Verse 1. . When I rap competition perform disappearing acts. I jam suckers like smuckers. My squad is funky like a six pack of motherfuckers. With conversation my creations will collider nations into confrontation.
Y'all mythalogical niggas is comical. The astronomical is coming through like the flu bombing you. And embalming in your crew too. With the musical mystical magical, you know how I do.
Verse 1. . Now for next to little or nothin' I be rippin' up every function. with scientifical mad man consumptions. with mass productions of mass conjunctions.
To my man L.O.D. Def Squad. Hey yo this goes out to my man. Adrissa "Knockout" Beauwright and Anthony "Apple" Ames. Word is bond. I'm talking to my peoples all across the land.
You better recognize what.. Snatchh your fuckin' head from your neck.. Word up it's the cold blooded sin.. Strickly murder.. Legion of Doom 94.. Word 'em up this is how we do that shit..
Just because you came here. Doesn't mean that you can stay. Just because you woke up this mornin'. Doesn't mean you can stay awake. . Yo the streets is hungry - word.
[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:. Cow will burn ya, I'm taken MC's straight under. And you can't see like Stevie Wonder (ha). Then the black bull blown like style on the microphone.