Lirik Lagu Sychosymatic - Keith Murray
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Verse 1:Cow will burn ya I'm taken MC's straight underAnd you can't see like Stevie Wonder (ha)Then the black bull blown like style on the microphoneThrowin' your chromosomes like a cycloneAnd commerical raps get the gun clapsA wack on the ground of the head with my ill skill rapsI'm a kill me a crazy motherfucker tonightStep out the light nocturnal to the night (word 'em up)Your sight will put you in fright (word) and none of you wanna fightCause my game is mad tight aiightYo E this might be my last album son (hell no)Cause niggas trying to play us like crumbs nobodysI'm a fuck around and murder everybodyAnd get crazy buckwild with the shottieYou couldn't see me if you weighed 500 million karrotsCause I'm sychosymatic
Hook:Ooh I might lose my lose (x4)
Verse 2:I'm from the dirtiest stinkiest part of Long IslandBut in every corner of the world my style be wildingAnd I'm dead serious even though I may be smilingI'm conshadier antagonizing character in back of the hoodieComing to get you for your goodiesSo if your 2-2-4-5 technozzels think y'all can creepBut Keith Murray ain't losing no sleepI'll man handle and dismantle your mandel down to your thoraxOn wax with a bloody axeBut on the real for the real the real I build on Capital HillAnd ill cause of skillBreakin' shit up with degrees like a Count CrackulaIn fact the factor is compound fractures (uh)For every action there's a reaction (yeah)
Hook (x4)
Verse 3:We are the world! I'm shakin' and bakin' and takin'Niggas down to swirls and twirlsI'm runnin' them off the ball like Earl and Pearl (uh)This is a basic general classic situationCan't nobody see me in God's creationI steps it up from inspiring expectation with funk illustrationsYou can thunk justificationsPerhaps you would like me to make the biscuit callap (pow!)And make your lungs collapseYou represent he represent I representThe sick bizarre twist is that I torment in my performance (uh)Kickin' brain twitchin' (yeah)My yobic topics, niggas be like "Stop it, you got the illiotics!" (yeah
Hook:Ooh I might lose my lose (x4)
Verse 2:I'm from the dirtiest stinkiest part of Long IslandBut in every corner of the world my style be wildingAnd I'm dead serious even though I may be smilingI'm conshadier antagonizing character in back of the hoodieComing to get you for your goodiesSo if your 2-2-4-5 technozzels think y'all can creepBut Keith Murray ain't losing no sleepI'll man handle and dismantle your mandel down to your thoraxOn wax with a bloody axeBut on the real for the real the real I build on Capital HillAnd ill cause of skillBreakin' shit up with degrees like a Count CrackulaIn fact the factor is compound fractures (uh)For every action there's a reaction (yeah)
Hook (x4)
Verse 3:We are the world! I'm shakin' and bakin' and takin'Niggas down to swirls and twirlsI'm runnin' them off the ball like Earl and Pearl (uh)This is a basic general classic situationCan't nobody see me in God's creationI steps it up from inspiring expectation with funk illustrationsYou can thunk justificationsPerhaps you would like me to make the biscuit callap (pow!)And make your lungs collapseYou represent he represent I representThe sick bizarre twist is that I torment in my performance (uh)Kickin' brain twitchin' (yeah)My yobic topics, niggas be like "Stop it, you got the illiotics!" (yeah
