Текст песни Keith Murray w "Dr. Trevis" - Call My Name
Keith Murray w "Dr. Trevis" - Call My Name слова песни
Intro: Dr. TrevisHa, ha, ha. This is Dr. Trevis, coming to you liveIn this motherfucker, Keith Murray. L.O.D.From the city niggaz, ha ha ha...Verse One: Keith MurrayKeith Murray`s still coming from the north, south, east, west (yes)Obsesssed with my success will make me crack your treasure chest (yes)Hot tales of terror slip from my lip clearerSlip up the L.O.D. will be behind you in the mirrorI make MC`s go from regular to fantasizeRealize my Squad be categorizedI think the devil`s in this beat, fuckin with my speechMakin me do his dirty workMakin niggaz kill each other on the streetsMo murder, mo murderMake no mistake, baby L.O.D. traditionalDon`t make me have to come lookin for youSo, see what I`m sayin and watch your mouthCause my motherfuckin Squad hits the streets like a blackoutWhat is exactly real? What is represent? I see MC`s down and get in my last hits (bitch)Niggaz be around like "Yeah"That`s what you get for jumping in the ring with a bearChorus: repeat 2XCall my name and I`ll come runnin, gunninAll ya`ll bummin niggaz will get done inVerse Two: keith MurrayMy Squad comes in all shapes, sizes and colorsAll you niggaz seem to hate us but your baby`s mothers love usI`m the grand royal, hard to wear and tearRap specimen, pissin on all you mere peasantsWith virtuality, poetry I successfullyBring crews agony in virtual realitySee, first I puzzle your brain like The RiddlerThen, I catch you in the gut like Jack the RipperI`m the hot mustard dipper, money getter, mic gripperWack MC get rid of niggaI take it to the extreme, and overkill like DramamineY`all niggaz is sweet like jellybeansPlus I knew your punk ass was softI see you in the street, you try to talk my fuckin ear offI`m the high wrecka, mic checkaWilin out like Red Hot Chili PeppersChorusVerse Three: Keith MurrayI got def-ly breath control, with sick vocabulary making MC`s nervous.Boy I`ll do you plentyWhich MC is in my category, if any, not manySee you thought like Nellie, now you shit like jellyAfter the surgeoun is finished stitchin up that bellyNiggaz want to get ill, I`ll take it to stainless steelAnd show em how it feelYou laugin at Keith? You`re crying at yourselfCause beef with Keith is bad for your healthThem bitch ass niggaz tried to catch me for my selfI licked nine shots and jetted off in my StealthChorus