He's Keith Murray
Keith Murray lyrics
Keith Murray lyrics
"What A Feelin' Lyrics"
One Man's Meat Lyrics
I felt like dropping down Sick in the street I could hardly care about walking Dragged along with no force in my feet And all the bones in me knocking Worn down by caution Make numb with restrain In all of my sweetness I retch and I faint One man's meat But I could not taste the p
I felt like dropping down Sick in the street I could hardly care about walking Dragged along with no force in my feet And all the bones in me knocking Worn down by caution Make numb with restrain In all of my sweetness I retch and I faint One man's meat But I could not taste the p
Verse One:
Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room?
Lookin' like the creature from the Black Lagoon
There's gonna be a 187 real soon
If some niggas don't give me some elbow room
I'm runnin with the Legion of Doom
Like a pack of wolves foamin at the mouth on full moon
I track range between space and time
And push back like receding hair lines
That's the essence of the effervescence
At this melodic dynamic shit progresses
A mic murderer for hire
As I sit back and watch your little gimmick backfire
Under the circumstances in any order of events
I be with sick niggaz rollin thi
Flame of the West Lyrics
Flame of The West By Big Country. --------------------------------- A stranger came by traveling He went to every door He said he'd lost his people He'd come to look for more And many did believe him As he talked upon the square The spell he wove upon us Fills my body with de
ck Flame of The West By Big Country. --------------------------------- A stranger came by traveling He went to every door He said he'd lost his people He'd come to look for more And many did believe him As he talked upon the square The spell he wove upon us Fills my body with de
Dissin the system got America mad at me
Like my name was O.J. Simpson
Chorus: repeat 2X
My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all that sensuous shit
The astronomical is comin through like the flu bombin you
Verse Two:
Get off my d.k. you pitty pat bitch, stepped into the party
People wonderin' if I'm a start some shit
Prisoner of the media very often
Cause people be blowin shit out proportion
False information and bogus arithmetic
Got everybody stuck on stupid, misinterpretating shit
How could I? Why should I damage my car
This Romeo Ain't Got Julie Yet Lyrics
Your mamma thinks I'm lazy, your daddy runs down my name But you said you'd love me, come sunshine or come rain Well I'll hold you to it Julie, don't you fret and pout This story has a happy ending even though for now CHORUS This Romeo ain't got Julie yet I love you so and
eer? Your mamma thinks I'm lazy, your daddy runs down my name But you said you'd love me, come sunshine or come rain Well I'll hold you to it Julie, don't you fret and pout This story has a happy ending even though for now CHORUS This Romeo ain't got Julie yet I love you so and
Over a nigga that'll probably bust me out of fear
Don't let your mouth get you into somethin that your ass can't get out
When I see you I'm a pull your dreads out your scalp
Caution: code red
I could kill you now but instead I'm a put this thought into your head
I got the illest crew in the industry
We could go to war for 30 years like foreign countries
Yo slow your roll
Cause I don't really think you know with what you dealin
Chorus
Verse Three:
Man fuck bitches I'm getting money
And laughin at these clown ass niggaz like they funny
The grand imperial with
Everyday Lyrics
i'd explain how i felt if i thought i could but we got an understanding and it's well understood: she treats me too good for my won good, and if she jumped off a bridge, you know i would... oh no, you see, it's not you (it must be me) oh no, i pray that i'm enough to make you stay...(no way) i could dwell on
milky material i'd explain how i felt if i thought i could but we got an understanding and it's well understood: she treats me too good for my won good, and if she jumped off a bridge, you know i would... oh no, you see, it's not you (it must be me) oh no, i pray that i'm enough to make you stay...(no way) i could dwell on
I be the surprise in the bottom of your cereal.
One thing I gotta say my Squad never lost it
Unlike you corny MC's out there who Farrah Fawcett
Can't rhyme runnin your mouth all the time
While Def Squad sit back and enterprise perfect crimes
Got the Funk Lord squeezin the life out of keyboards
While each MC tear the frame out of mic chords
Yo I was in the bullpen with them niggas pullin heists
Grown ass men crying like little mice, but I'ma bounce true indeed
Cause punk ass only bagged me with two ounces of weed
Now I'm back in the city lights
And all I can think about is keepin it tight