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Keith Murray lyrics
"Danger Lyrics"
Pittori Della Domenica Lyrics
Eccoli li, lungo le strade, come a cercare segrete plaghe. Le mogli a casa sempre arrabbiate per qualche ora le hanno ripudiate; generalmente han sguardi buoni sovente ingenui e un po da bambinoni c sempre in loro un podi dramma a capirli solo la loro mamma.
Intro:
It's goona be that it's gonna be that shit
Hook:
Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone (x8)
Verse 1:
Keith Murray is this mic phychosis
I break your best rappers off thousands of pieces
I'm on some other shit splittin' wigs with my penmanship
Kick flows harder then the music so feel in your head and chest
And pass it to the next
They gave me 5 mic checks and all due respect
So please fill it up and check the anitfreeze
Cause this nigga Keith drop mad degrees
I launch tomahawk missles when I talk with permiscuesus
Intelligence like Mr. Romp
From New York unto the world over
I walk MC
As my airy frequency reigns through the galaxy
I easily gets busy and takes 3
I'm the nicest MC on this side of the pennisula
Stuck in the perimeter like a ninja
Hook
Verse 2:
The Def Squad MC's is shittin' on your new transmitters
Not quiters now forgetters
Runnin' deep like rivers (word 'em up) what is
My delivers, which is, givin' crews the shivers
I'm like a mad scientist with this son
I concock some shit that'll bust the sun
I got the stunky funky illest funk flow
For the glamorous scandalous world of radio
So how you want? Headcreads or ceelo?
I gets root deep like
Eccoli li, lungo le strade, come a cercare segrete plaghe. Le mogli a casa sempre arrabbiate per qualche ora le hanno ripudiate; generalmente han sguardi buoni sovente ingenui e un po da bambinoni c sempre in loro un podi dramma a capirli solo la loro mamma.
Intro:
It's goona be that it's gonna be that shit
Hook:
Lounge homeboy you in the danger zone (x8)
Verse 1:
Keith Murray is this mic phychosis
I break your best rappers off thousands of pieces
I'm on some other shit splittin' wigs with my penmanship
Kick flows harder then the music so feel in your head and chest
And pass it to the next
They gave me 5 mic checks and all due respect
So please fill it up and check the anitfreeze
Cause this nigga Keith drop mad degrees
I launch tomahawk missles when I talk with permiscuesus
Intelligence like Mr. Romp
From New York unto the world over
I walk MC
She Loves You Lyrics
She Loves You Beatles She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah. She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You think you've lost your love, Well I saw her yesterday. It's you she's thinking of And she told me what to say. She says she loves you, And you know that
's like Jesus walked on water She Loves You Beatles She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah. She loves you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You think you've lost your love, Well I saw her yesterday. It's you she's thinking of And she told me what to say. She says she loves you, And you know that
As my airy frequency reigns through the galaxy
I easily gets busy and takes 3
I'm the nicest MC on this side of the pennisula
Stuck in the perimeter like a ninja
Hook
Verse 2:
The Def Squad MC's is shittin' on your new transmitters
Not quiters now forgetters
Runnin' deep like rivers (word 'em up) what is
My delivers, which is, givin' crews the shivers
I'm like a mad scientist with this son
I concock some shit that'll bust the sun
I got the stunky funky illest funk flow
For the glamorous scandalous world of radio
So how you want? Headcreads or ceelo?
I gets root deep like
Under Bloody Sun Lyrics
I see another day falling down with lies I see Tomorrow - that's my bloody curse I feel my rage again - the Bloody Sun will rise So Joker cry out - you have lost! Fire In my soul Spawns shadows Erases my eyes My Gift Is stronger, But madness Is a terrible price You've returned but understand me right cavity cretes
Rockin' motherfuckers directly to sleep
A tybarrious rebel without a pause for the cause
And no claws the style is the son of noise
Peace to the hardcore the outlaw raw
Bug youngblood thugs, strong as ? 64 ounce jugs
In the realms of the danger
Hook
Verse 3:
Bust the contrast and how I forecast
Supersonic hyperphonic goin' on that ass paragraph
With the million dollar bionic metaphoric lyrical math
Generating off the chronic
By cooling in the dark path and the drug rath of the ath
And the ill shit that I craft
It's labeled as sick logic to the critics of the didicks
But t
The apperatus status of a maddisist
I conqure up a new style puffin' ganja, over the hook
Causin' more trama with my mouth then the stealth bomber
Killing every style in the book
Like it's goin' outta style tomorrow
My style is coming from down south and cross yonder
I drop the dope shit for masses and non-believers
Like spiral passes to butter finger wide recievers
As my photo type sound gays leis and hoes my style probe
To the farthest reaches of the globe
Payin' dues got me cockin' tools, you fuckin' fools
I'm rippin' crew and no exception to the the god damn rules
This is danger
Hook
I see another day falling down with lies I see Tomorrow - that's my bloody curse I feel my rage again - the Bloody Sun will rise So Joker cry out - you have lost! Fire In my soul Spawns shadows Erases my eyes My Gift Is stronger, But madness Is a terrible price You've returned but understand me right
Rockin' motherfuckers directly to sleep
A tybarrious rebel without a pause for the cause
And no claws the style is the son of noise
Peace to the hardcore the outlaw raw
Bug youngblood thugs, strong as ? 64 ounce jugs
In the realms of the danger
Hook
Verse 3:
Bust the contrast and how I forecast
Supersonic hyperphonic goin' on that ass paragraph
With the million dollar bionic metaphoric lyrical math
Generating off the chronic
By cooling in the dark path and the drug rath of the ath
And the ill shit that I craft
It's labeled as sick logic to the critics of the didicks
But t
This Town (With Korn) Lyrics
This town is our town, so motherfucking glam We all know the chosen toys, The candy girls, And pretty boys Make up that face to win the race. Life's a prick in this town. Suck my dick in this town. This town is our town It is so gl
hey don't know the half of the half This town is our town, so motherfucking glam We all know the chosen toys, The candy girls, And pretty boys Make up that face to win the race. Life's a prick in this town. Suck my dick in this town. This town is our town It is so gl
The apperatus status of a maddisist
I conqure up a new style puffin' ganja, over the hook
Causin' more trama with my mouth then the stealth bomber
Killing every style in the book
Like it's goin' outta style tomorrow
My style is coming from down south and cross yonder
I drop the dope shit for masses and non-believers
Like spiral passes to butter finger wide recievers
As my photo type sound gays leis and hoes my style probe
To the farthest reaches of the globe
Payin' dues got me cockin' tools, you fuckin' fools
I'm rippin' crew and no exception to the the god damn rules
This is danger
Hook