- Straight Loonie 歌詞 Jamal Keith Murray
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- Jamal Keith Murray
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Whoa I flow rhymes wicked
And bust some to keep me uplifted
It flows to my braincells like from smoke
I'm no joke,
I make an old man croak because
I'm loc' I'm wild, psychosomatic,
I got gats stored in my attic, for any crazy bastard
It's all in the mind, when the
E drops a rhyme
My freakin frame is like a pair of
Calvin Klein's
I drop flows through
Customs, and get sniffed out like
I stole somethin when
I'm bustin
I'm Don of mic with this *************t
I rock on, to the breaker one-nine ya dig??
Erick Sermon got funk for days, for those who wanna backstab me in the back, like the
O'Jays! Can't get these nuts on the real
It's gonna be a cold day in
Hell before the
E drops the steel!
ARRRRRRRRG
H! I still rock with
My Adidas with
Run-D.M.C. and
Jay, my *************z packin heaters
So get off, get off, and if you want the real scoop on the
E Double, check the sounds!
I rise my eyes burnt like cherry
Get wise to my style more fly than
Halle Berry
I don't know so
I'm sayin bye-bye.. .. until next try!!
Def Squad, is in the house, yo
Green Beret, is in the house, yo
L.O.D., is in the house, yo
Keith Murray, is in the house, yo [Keith Murray]
And Jesus is a ****** puppeteer!
The devil cut my sights off, and
I'm runnin wild in this a******osphere
For mad *************z it's curtains
I'm losin my mind, in this biological universe
In my dreams,
I'll be gettin away drivin a hearse
So when I get to hell,
I'm stabbin up the devil first and leavin the skull decapitate his ass, catchin wreck
Rip off his head, and *************t down his ****** neck (*************!)
From the little voice in my concious
I might just leave a crazy-ass unconcious
And Y, is a crooked letter like my alibi
A psychic couldn't tell the science of my mind
This man gets the wealth and y'all can all eat *************t and die
Cause I'ma gets mines, *************!
West coast, is in the house, yo
East coast, is in the house, yo
N.Y.C., is in the house, yo
Lil' Jamal, is in the house, yo [Jamal]
Biddi-bla-ba-ba-ba, how ya like the
Squad now?
I'ma come down to represent the juveniles
I kick styles that *************z can't ************* with
Cause when
I come down
I cold wreck the whole *************t
Now who the ************* wanna see
Jamal I fades em all
And any ************* that step up, he's sure to fall
Now I come down to be the illest, the realest
Any ************* that step up,
I'm ready to peal his cap, sit back relax and dwell on the *************t
Cause I be the illest little kid
I'm ready to rip
Any mother****** that wanna step *************
I'll let you know where the weapon is kept, how the ************* you figure that you can ************* with me,
I be the illest
B.G. Bustin from
Philly, chillin up in
Cali Sally from the
Valley ****** me and she burned me
So you know
I got the illest and
I earned my props
B Fo sho'
I'm ready to rip any
MC who step and let them know where the weapon is kept you punk *************, and
I hit a switch
Any mother****** step
I dump him in the ditch
Trick!
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