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Keith Murray - Media lyrics
Intro: Motherfucker. You motherfuckers! Verse 1: Keith Murray flips the undergroup cut dope funk flow chromotose So listen close I'm like the undertaker turning rappers into ghosts Host and roast MC's like I'm suppose I can send L.O.D. to bust caps perhaps Bring E and Red and we can kick some raps This track is so sickenin' and bouncin' Make you nod your head so much you need counciling I flow to a rough kind of mode Competition run for cover cause I'm droppin' loads No brainer crossing over in the Range Rover Insainer pack heat like a super nova Keith Murray gets it on and poppin' Shut it down like administrative lockin' Marble face poetry poverty hard Perform like the ? We went from allies to enemies Stingin' like centipedes Sit around and watch death come in threes I burn like lye Gruesome like Faces Of Death parts 1,2,3,4 and 5 Hook: Everyday I got a new style hatchin' This is more than rappin' this is media hyjackin' "As long as I'm alive I'm a keep the vibe 24-7 365"- Redman (x2) Verse 2: I'm a leader without affair Soldier without a past Come around here frontin' and we gonna splash your ass And you feelin' me you drillin' me with maximum intensity Intentionally that's how it's suppose to be Spectacular monster rap or slasher At the nightfall I'm after ya like Blackula I rap with a Blackenstein frame of mind Aircraft fly when I use to push my braids to the side Slide from Keith Jekyle to Murray Hyde My battle cry make niggas wanna just lay down and die It's imparitive that you feel the heritage I provide Comin' courtesy but with no Jive ? freaka, conversatin' through frequent modulations out digital speakers I make you give it all you got don't stop for a breather Turn a rap aethesist into a Def Squad believer Yo Keith Murray can't be touched Plus girls jump in my flow like double dutch What Hook Verse 3: You went from a full course meal to a half chicken wing Girl you gotta grow up if you wanna do your thing You can't make me or break me but hate me greatly Call me on my birthday to try to aggrivate me Cause when I rock I got all the girls with me Got niggas bouncin' off the wall like spider monkey Bury the hatchet in the back of anybody tryin' to match it It's the vulture new fulture gonna scratch it while you catch it There's a hole in the bucket there lies a Nigga dead and stinkin' For sittin' around with his ass stinkin' Flamboyant undunted most wanted Those that don't understand it better get up on it God damn it The life of the party order hits like John Gotti But shhh that's on the low don't tell nobody The scientist of the George ave do work in the lab Test my experiments out on the ave They got you thinkin' but they lyin' anyways So when they gossipin' about us they got nothin' to say Don't play Hook Outro: Yeah yeah yeah once agian the incredible Mr. Murray comin' at you incredible Def Squad unforgeytable. Flippin' the script and all that other good shit We gonna let y'all niggas know to your face what's up |
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