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Keith Murray - When I Rap lyrics
Verse 1 When I rap competition perform disappearing acts I jam suckers like smuckers My squad is funky like a six pack of motherfuckers With conversation my creations will collider nations into confrontation Competition couldn't stand a chance I'll wear you out like if I had one pair of pants Murray emphasises cadarac poetry meaning you blind bats can't see me Throughout my career I rip year to year sucessfully Dragging debree in my vicinity My symbol is the sickle like the Grim Reaper My style is the greatest invention since the speaker A pyschopath with a knife in my voice The lyrical homocidal madman is top choice The scene I scope it first because I'm homophobic And then I rope-a-dope it And dominate the sight of bloody red Coming out my head leaving rappers brain dead I come through like POW! and BAM! Reppin' like the lyrical version of Shazaam (Damn!....) When I rap Chorus(2x) [L.L. Cool J sample] Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue [DMX sample] Believe what I say! [Keith Murray] When I rap Verse 2 When I rap one hand can't clap So lets squash the beef cook it and we all can get fat Try to swallow a line and you'll find I'm one hard act to follow rollow in my vibe Swallow and your throat will explode Sending you through schizophrenic episodes My style is so well off on it's own I leave it unattended and go see my dog about a bone When I'm the microphone ( When I rap ) And biting niggas will leave it alone I go together with the rythm like a sentence and some verbs And herbs so check out every word I kicked a verse for Father Time He put the world on pause cause I fucked his head up with a rhyme Diamond studded rough and rugged fuck it There's nothing left for you to do now but kick the bucket Dummy who's ever flipping It better be a round-off back hand-spring arabian summy With more concentration then an acrobat When I rap Chorus Verse 3 When I kick the gift of gab and I'm grim and I'll be god damned If any mortal or immortal man can withstand And not slam my jams cause I take them on a trip And flip the script with legit manuscripts Fogging up the mic with real legit compounds Mass mic Murray man flurries in the bound Oh what the fuck you fall and can't get up when I erupt So pass the buck cause you've been struck With the will I learn will I burn Off carbon dioxide cause I'm on the flip side Word conducter emcee destructer Millions be saying "That Murray's a motherfucker!" I dip and dive punch you in your eye In a battle if you try to lie in your rhymes when we socialize I'm beating Mother Nature down to her knees While making more papers than trees You can't be serious that's impossible I leave niggas laid up in the hospital Bandaged from head to toe and hat My shit is intact when I rap Chorus(4x |
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