On Smash Lyrics - Keith Murray

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, let's give it to 'em, check it, check it, yo 

It's flip mode we be all over the 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 eleven 

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 the 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 channel 

After we fuck 'em all in the club frontin' like they pussy don't smell 

Then they call me mister nice guy like Daved Chappelle 

How we just be pounding the pussy and makin' it swell 

Fuck that flip mode never fail how we successfully banish bitch 

Niggaz till we see 'em in hell 

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 

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 

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 and Mr. Beef Curray 

Don't worry come through and crush your bur berry 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 they 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 my stankin' ass 

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 

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 

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 old 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 every time 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 these 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. motherfucker we gonna see you again 

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 

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 

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 

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 

Yeah, Def Squad, Flip mode, 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, ay yo E