Keith Murray - Rhymin' Wit Kel Lyrics
Intro:Come on, yeahHook:Who you wit? where you at? (x2)Kel-vicious:Im stanking strong23 years old nowWith the big, bang boogie and the big pow pow(ay, yo, you kel)Not much, just keepin it tightWith the philly blunt king gettin high as a kiteI got no time for bullshittinI have to start lickinCause niggas get jeal off the shit kel be kickinGet your free head ups, cause Im seven foot tallAnd I aint scared of none of yallThis shit is off the wallKeith murray:I be the genie in your lamp, the face on your stampThe hip-hop rocker stompin all through your campWe went from smokin weed in bullen therapyTo takin suckers out on national tvSo on and so on, furthermore in other wordsWe kick niggas heads to the curbHook:Who you wit? (def squad0Where you at? (l.o.d.) (x4)Kel-vicious:I shook hands with all across the land from here to japanBack to the motherland up to canadaNigga ill jeru the damajaYour rap style is weak and it has no staminaKeith murray:Ay yo, this is for the big quzzlersGun smugglers, drug jugglers and chelua puffersMister armor to allYou gonna take a fallFor tryin to walk before you crawlWell kick 120 rhymes in 60 secondsNiggas standing on the sideline feeling disrespectedWhile I dissected your shit get ejectedI got kel-vicious the malicious next to wreck itKel-vicious:We can make this shit hot or we can keep it coolBut as soon as a nigga violate the rulesI get the spot hot quick, (yo, kel be illin and shit)Cause I be comin down the block with the pistol gripWith all this violence in the worldHow could I not be a crook?I could stick a nigga up with my mean *****in looksMake a ***** drop her drawsGrab the microphone and pauseTheres many casualites of warKiller kel is at the doorHookKeith murray:I be the mad, mad scientist, mad conquestingGetting quick dough like off-track bettingOverall you niggas be dead on arrivalMeanwhile me and kel be buggin off survivalMy supporting cast will bust that assI got a beeper and a phone but you can find me on the aveYall niggas definitely aint got nothing fur usWell take it to the streets on stallone and chuck norrisKel-vicious:You can wake up call, I got the intchy finger yallCant be sleeping on the block cause thats when I clockAnd its new jack citySmackig mother*****ers out like bittiesBoy your bad, boy your rude, boy our vicious***** it, niggas get bust now for lookin suspiciousI got a 9, pack 9 lives like a catWord is bond, niggas try to bust I bust em backAnd I dont give a ***** about me or youI damage your whole family plus your crew
