Keith Murray - Herb Is Pumpin Lyrics
I gets dumb with the momentum of the drumAnd blow mcs, to kingdom comeThe future holds nothing else, but confrontation(from public enemys apocalypse 91)*woman screaming*Murray is a lyric luna-tic tocBoom, I fill the room with the rough rhymes I consumeMy lyrics is too fly for this world (word em up yo)And more famous than the jheri curlsMy rhymes correspond with the funk beatLike infrared correspond with heatIm malicious and vicious, puttin rappers in stitches(yeah yeah) when Im rippin up twelve inches (like this)My rap style is a metallic bastardThat thrives off of battery acid (word em up)I rhyme like Im hungry over funk beatsFor those, who shit where they eatReach, and your strategiesll be picked offCream puff sweet, I freak the sheek type of speechThe vital, verbal combat I enlistWraps rappers brains up into a pretzel twist (word em up)When Im coastin with the funk style potionI leave your notion dead and bloody in the oceanI cant be beat so dont be under that assumptionI flow as long as the herb is pumpinYo what kind of weed is this?Its the bom bom zee baby.Yo this shit is way out!Yo lets be outta here.Come and take a ride on my bad sideYou cant ***** with my style cause its ? pasteurized?And when I meet my match, Im tyin em upIn the bassline and stabbin em in the spine for tryin to play flyWe got to have it like some hungry dirty stinkin mother*****ersAlways actin wild and stupid like truckersGoin against the grain, barbecuin niggazIn the purple rain as my wild brain child style goin insaneAnd Im wild with the usage of a harsh wordMy style of speak is mentally disturbedI drug the head more than hallucinogenics with rhymes like theseOn the mic Im catchy like herpesCovalent ionically with the mic I combineAnd gain more strength, than a molecule enzymesE crack the sticks while I get in the mixAnd kick some fix after prefix after predicatesI take a trip down memory laneAnd kick some shit, thatll bust your brainHit as you should, a real common hoodNot stephanie mills, but I still feel goodI take a phillie blunt to go, and yoI flow as long as the herb is pumpin
