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Keith Murray - Sucka Free lyrics
[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 2X] 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 2X] [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 3X] |
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