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Keith Murray - Rhyme [Remix] lyrics
* second single; send corrections to the typist [Intro] (Yeah this the build up) OH NO! You knew we was coming back But you ain't know we was coming back like this C'mon, it's gon' be a problem ya'll (Yeah uh huh, Keith Murray, Def Jam, Def Squad) Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh (How it's gon' be) Def Squad gonna make you go ah - ooh ooh ah [Verse] I come on stomping mud holes in tracks like Timbaland The producer and the booth, niggas so don't get cute I come through in the coupe with the chopped off roof Humiliate you then blast you in your birthday suit You a small side order of apple cider I'm a three hot's in a cot dungeon rider My hardcore street team crash the party with Def Jam And Incorporate +Murda+ like +Gotti+ How about in back of the yellow cab like Seinfeld Chew you like little neck clams on half shells I got a hypochondriac flow that get real ill Get nautious to the beat, I spit sick at will And the time has come and your shit is sour You need to turn your flow up an hour Give you a permanent lean, like the Pais Tower With a hoes that will wet you down like a cold shower [Chorus] Yo we got the shit on lock (uh huh) Come through and blast the spot (yeah man) And my name is the record, so check it, when I put it on record Everybody say oh my goodness! And my folks if you with me where you at? (yes sir) If you love what I'm doing holla back (talk to me) And when I step on the scene, a lean mean wrecking machine Everybody scream oh my goodness! [Verse] And yeah I hear you talking motherfucker write the check And if you in the house then protect your neck I'm 'Mister See You Anywhere It's Gon' Be A Showdown' So ya'll better have lyrics when I come 'round Cause I ain't lost a battle since God knows when Some niggas tried to front but they gots no win Taught how to prevent to lose and handle the win Like birds are made to fly and fish made to swim Wait a minute homie you don't really know me homie I'll take you to a picnic boy you lunch meat With my dazzling appearance and my world wide clearance I am treacherous, inferio, impermanent, impetuous I rock like an archeologist Draw a picture like a forensic artist, perform like a dramatist I'm fabulously wicked, miraculous Rustic, majestic, ridiculous, oh my goodness [Chorus] [Bridge] Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Def Squad gon' make you go ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Def Squad gon' make you go ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! [Verse] And you in line motherfucker like them people in court So when I see you I'm a pop your top like a cork I pack flow like ammo, spit like camels Come through and bless your whole crew like (achoo) But some still wanna holla, pop they collar Fucking with me like I run a funeral parlor Linguist lyricist out for +Chips+ like +Estrada+ Bilingual emcees even couldn't even couldn't do me nada With this mic I'm handy, flows be dandy It's a +Full Moon+ and hoes wanna fuck like +Brandy+ Yeah I've been hated on, you probably heard it And I kicked their little ass but them niggas deserved it And I'm still in the hood and I still rep the hood Still +Tee'ing Off+ for a +Long Green+ like +Tiger Woods+ I ain't even gotta say it, ya'll know when it's hot So ya'll go back up in the vocal box [Chorus] [Outro] Uh - uh uh uh ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! Keith Murray gon' make you go uh - uh uh uh Def Squad gon' make you go ah - ooh ooh ah Oh my goodness! |
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