Текст песни Keith Murray w Erick Sermon, Busta Rhyme - Yeah
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Verse One: Erick SermonYo Troy, turn me up so I can conductthe disco infernoOklahoma aroma (uh)I smell the roof on fire without Parliamentjust Def Squad shit, dig itRhymes I be like liquid swordsYou abandon ship, real niggas stay aboard (word)I`m flexin` hittin` you in the mid-sectionDrop for protection. Cuttin` you clean like a "C" sectionI puts it down in my field. I sport a vestno need for a Brooke Shield kneelE, an African boy with charismaA lyrical giant bigger than Lane BryantSu-per rhymes be twilight zone warp speed true indeedDon`t forget boy I`m still hittin` swithesIn my Lexus truck, flaggin` down ugly bitches (word up)Verse Two: Busta Rhymes Erick Sermon ya`ll yeah, yeah, yeah. Def Squad ya`ll yeah, yeah, yeah.Flipmode Squad ya`ll yeah, yeah, yeah. Excitement, my lights be shinin` onniggas. Hit with more enlightment (yo). The major difference is in manydifferent instances. you drinkin` too much Guinesses. Now look at all thewitnesses (huh). I told you one thing for sure. When I gets down son, I keepit raw. Break the law from here to Arkansas. Focus, I be the mostest, thedopest. Rhyme flow bounce atrocious. Bag of weed, my niggas smoke this. ShitI be stacking in jams. While I be packin` in what`s happening. I`m chargedwith interstate and trafficking. Rhyme calisthetics will make you see the theMedic. Shit will break you down in order for to make M.C.`s like thealphabetics. Yo, yo just go there practice. The fact is you do not listen.You go ahead and get slapped up with a cactus. Ass backwards, fart onmothafuckas just like BDP. I`m fresh for 9-6 you suckas. Keith Murray now.Verse Three: Keith MurrayYeah, yeah, yeah (Word up). Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Busta Rhymes. Yeah, yeah,yeah, yeah. Now if you know the words then you can surely rap along. Goagainst the grain and surely get stomped strong. My squad is too high to getover. L.O.D. is too low to go under. I`ll rain on your brain and give youvisions of thunder. See everybody loves Keith Murray `cause I`m on the top.But i know ain`t nobody fuckin` with me if I ever drop. It`s all about thebread. Spread taught to me by E and Red. Fuck them niggas talkin` out theside of their head. Different day same shit. I heard a dope beat but if Edidn`t do it then you know I can`t fuck with it. Here`s something you all canunderstand. Fuck you coming from the fuck you man. Livin` in drama comma.Trauma bubbling like lava. On site bomber to all wack rhymers. And if youain`t tough don`t wear my logo. And if you ain`t fly you can`t play with myyo-yo. Cause who`s pockets is fattest matters. I`ll serve famous KeithMurray`s beef curries. Scattered rappers on platters. For tryin` get at usknowing we the baddest. With major operation, mental observation status. Iused to love her then I got some common sense. Now it ain`t funny, the bitchbetter have my money (word up).Verse Four: JamalLace the chronic with the bomb-bah. Hash the tye, blaze `em up 1 time for mypartner in crime. Who can I on my hip (why) cause niggas trip. Pull a burnerall you know is a murder occured. A curb swerver wana be server/ baller. Gotdome call hauled to the mortician for silly ambitious. I`m nice and precise,hard like rock. You shook like dice and pop like glock. Amy shit knock theshelves (yo, yo). Witness this nigga ro, trigga flow, digga ho. Niggas assout, passout, excessively. Fuckin` with this manic-depressive will be thelesson of your life. Spoiled rotten and plottin` and double shottin`. Packin`always rapping but smacking a lot of action. I am in the house smelling likecontra-band. I demand your mic in hand, seriously as a man run it. Verse Five: RedmanAy yo, watch these 5 niggas stand up in triple pod. Circle back to back,scoping all angles. Why does hip-hop circumference start gettin` tangled?They drop 1 by 1 in the dark gettin` strangled. I come fresher than Summer`sEve please. Squeeze your wack-ass amphetamine rhyme drug-related. I`ll makesure your loot and your wife and kids are confiscated. The lawnmower Red dodamage to circuit breakers. Go ahead and hype them niggas up, let `em go.Just a blow from the invincible will show `em I`m original. Freeze, I`m likeBaskin and Robbin I`m robbing Haagen-Dazs. And the whole Hit Squad targetain`t nobody fuckin` with me. The potency that I blow from my mouth. Will nodoubt choke Jeeesus. Travelin` around the world with no Visas or AmericanExpress. Just Jamaican excess (ha!). Can I impose on your cipher? Beenrippin` shows since your moms was foldin` your diaper. Niggas see me up topdolo daily catch ease 600 V. On the mobile trailin` back to A.T.L. Swell somemore heads with that Long Island sound. That be thicker than cornbread(money). Jersey tales from from the hood without Sonnny. And I know niggaswant me. That`s why my blade keep me company. Slice your neck, stick my armdown your throat. Rip out your artichoke.