Текст (слова) песни: Keith Murray - Some Shit

"yo, this shit right here, is some shit, some serious shit"

[canibus]

Yo, the fact that Im down wit def squads hard to determine

Till you see me hoppin out the coupe wit e sermon

Or hoppin out the keith murray suburban

Or hoppin out the lex land wit redman, wildin and cursin

My thought process is mysterious like the lochness

My furious mindset is complex

Killin shit like a carniverous millitant prehistoric monster

Comin to stomp all over you hip-hop conference

Landed in an unidentified flying object

Turn you into an unidentified frying carcus

The smell of raw flesh make you nauseous

Acidest arsonist, burnin your bones to carbon and phosphorus

My metaphors sting like after haircuts when

The alcohol is applied to the raw skin

So whoever wanna battle get blasted

Get your teeth enamel shattered, shitted on like pampers

You had a bad bitch, I left the back twist

I stuck my dick in everything from asshole to the nasal passage

Dug her out all day, then changed my sperm dna

Now she got nobody to blame

I been spittin raw, what the fuck you think Im livin for

Throw me in jail, Ill do a prison tour

For wannabe hard niggaz, insecure niggaz

Wit they heads to big for they neck to support niggaz

Three in the squad plus me equal four members

An extra addition for any special force mission

Man listen

[erick sermon]

Aint these niggaz on some shit

Keith murray, canibus aint no stoppin it uhh

[keith murray]

Let me draw a brief description of what happened

I was rappin, niggaz got the scrappin, guns got the clappin

Three-fifty-seven degrees I was separated

Have bullets deflected metal, bodies decapitated

Gush!! a nigga got struck as I look

I caught the next guy runnin by wit the metal hook (boo-ahh!!)

Blew his back open, blood gushed on my face

A bitch fainted cuz she seen I enjoyed the taste

The case is that I split your melon

And feed it to the jigga-boos wit fried chicken wings

Im wildin for long island, I turned and took charles ferguson

And open fire on any trains now

You may never know whos in your shadow

You punk ass niggaz just best stay shallow

And hollow, if you wanna live to see tomorrow

Cuz aint no sun comin out tomorrow

Yo, I might do something yall niggaz might regret like

Blast you in your face and disregard your vest

Im pissin and dissin off of recognition and niggaz to listen

Just to let you pussies know how Im livin

Cuz I return like the jedi, wit my dead eye

Leave niggaz to die, peace to niggaz up in bed-stuy

Oh-ah, this that type of shit that make them niggaz wanna wet it

Word up, got me ready to set it

[deja vu]

Seems I steps wit aggression

To any bitch who think they nice in this profession

What? what you think your wrecking?

I break your stlye down to little fragments

The pain is permanent, so spare yourself the embarassment

Buck-fifty cross the face

Followed by knife wounds to the chest for you attempt to retaliate

I noticed all you bitches flows is based around clothes

But deja vu got something for you stankin hoes

Studio gangsta bitches I diminish ideas of bringin beef

Before the thought even finishes

I wanna see red, blood from a chicken head

for I wild the fuck out like the grateful dead ha

This wild style must run in my genes

Because my sisters in the county

And my brother just came home from green

I strike like the black widow, through the underground radio

? kitto? and still stack dirty ditto

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Blew his back open, blood gushed on my face A bitch fainted cuz she seen I enjoyed the taste The case is that I split your melon And feed it to the jigga-boos wit fried chicken wings Im wildin for long island, I turned and took charles ferguson And open fire on any trains now You may never know whos in your shadow You punk ass niggaz just best stay shallow And hollow, if you wanna live to see tomorrow Cuz aint no sun comin out tomorrow Yo, I might do something yall niggaz might regret like Blast you in your face and disregard your vest Im pissin and dissin off of recognition and niggaz to listen Just to let you pussies know how Im livin Cuz I return like the jedi, wit my dead eye Leave niggaz to die, peace to niggaz up in bed-stuy Oh-ah, this that type of shit that make them niggaz wanna wet it Word up, got me ready to set it [deja vu] Seems I steps wit aggression To any bitch who think they nice in this profession What? what you think your wrecking? I break your stlye down to little fragments The pain is permanent, so spare yourself the embarassment Buck-fifty cross the face Followed by knife wounds to the chest for you attempt to retaliate I noticed all you bitches flows is based around clothes But deja vu got something for you stankin hoes Studio gangsta bitches I diminish ideas of bringin beef Before the thought even finishes I wanna see red, blood from a chicken head for I wild the fuck out like the grateful dead ha This wild style must run in my genes Because my sisters in the county And my brother just came home from green I strike like the black widow, through the underground radio ? kitto? and still stack dirty ditto Нравится песня? 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