(Keith Murray) [Funkmaster Flex cuts and scratches "Live up in this piece"] Live up in this piece I'ma set off like this, check me out Now who's these
This is Dr. Trevis comin' to you live In this motherfucker, Keith Murray, L.O.D. From the city niggaz Keith Murray's still comin' from the north, south
six fingers and three eyes He spoke a bleeky type of dialect (Bleek, bleek, bleek, bleek, bleek, bleek) But understood my form of intellect I said, "I'm Keith Murray
We gonna get funky I grab the forty rip off the skirt Guzzle it, grab the mic and come out the woodworks When shit's thick and no time to think Keith Murray
I gets dumb with the momentum of the drum And blow MC's to kingdom come The future holds nothing else but confrontation Murray is a lyric lunatic toc
twist the top Guzzle it, that's when the reaction starts I split the chalk with the Dutch Had the hash in the greenery, then the L get sparked Keith Murray
Ha, ha, ha, Def Squads in the house One more time, hostile word up Keith Murray representin' [Incomprehensible], yeah Keith Murray gets busy most beautifully
And it ain't no mystery people know the history behind me And if you don't ask somebody on the street But Murray never worry, the girls love me very Make
are you the best in your profession? Now when I'm creepin' on a bitch MC Doe, ray, me, fa, so love L.O.D. Keith Murray (Yo, what's up 50?) Answer the
no DJ I had to hold my head in disbelief Them short winded niggas tried to smoke the chief Of the frontal leaf Keith, knowing damn well they can't win
I had a bad day again She said, I would not understand She left a note that said I'm sorry, I I had a bad day again She spilled her coffee broke a shoelace
', my peeps hold me down In the roughest pair of Timbs that ever touched the ground Huh, how's about a broken jaw It's Keith Murray and I'm comin' in
I, open up the vault searchin for the buried treasure With ? ? in the brain, increase the measures do whatever [keith murray] Whatever.. niggaz! k-keith mu.. Keith
Life is cruel and then you die Can't be bothered to try to survive Time will stop the hours fly I watch my life slipping by They call it news it's not
Come on, yeah Who you wit? Where you at? Who you wit? Where you at? I'm stanking strong, 23 years old now With the big, bang boogie and the big pow
I'ma take you back to day one, livin' in this New York slum It's deaf to the dumb, only break bread with some Moms left at 15, had no American dreams
homeboy, you in the danger zone Lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone Lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone Lounge homeboy, you in the danger zone Keith Murray
Is it on? Fagot ass niggas, talkin' all that bullshit Worried about what I do but I don't give a fuck You know what I'm sayin', 'cuz if I listen to that