Keith Murray

Keith Murray - When I Rap lyrics

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When I rap competition perform disappearing acts
 I jam suckers like smuckers
 My squad is funky like a six pack of motherfuckers
 With conversation my creations will collider nations into confrontation
 Competition couldn't stand a chance
 I'll wear you out like if I had one pair of pants
 Murray emphasises cadarac poetry meaning you blind bats can't see me
 Throughout my career I rip year to year sucessfully
 Dragging debree in my vicinity
 My symbol is the sickle like the Grim Reaper
 My style is the greatest invention since the speaker
 A pyschopath with a knife in my voice
 The lyrical homocidal madman is top choice
 The scene I scope it first because I'm homophobic
 And then I rope-a-dope it
 And dominate the sight of bloody red
 Coming out my head leaving rappers brain dead
 I come through like POW! and BAM!
 Reppin' like the lyrical version of Shazaam (Damn!....)
 When I rap

 Chorus(2x)

 [L.L. Cool J sample] Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue
 [DMX sample] Believe what I say!
 [Keith Murray] When I rap

 Verse 2

 When I rap one hand can't clap
 So lets squash the beef cook it and we all can get fat
 Try to swallow a line and you'll find
 I'm one hard act to follow rollow in my vibe
 Swallow and your throat will explode
 Sending you through schizophrenic episodes
 My style is so well off on it's own
 I leave it unattended and go see my dog about a bone
 When I'm the microphone ( When I rap )
 And biting niggas will leave it alone
 I go together with the rythm like a sentence and some verbs
 And herbs so check out every word
 I kicked a verse for Father Time
 He put the world on pause cause I fucked his head up with a rhyme
 Diamond studded rough and rugged fuck it
 There's nothing left for you to do now but kick the bucket
 Dummy who's ever flipping
 It better be a round-off back hand-spring arabian summy
 With more concentration then an acrobat
 When I rap

 Chorus

 Verse 3

 When I kick the gift of gab and I'm grim and I'll be god damned
 If any mortal or immortal man can withstand
 And not slam my jams cause I take them on a trip
 And flip the script with legit manuscripts
 Fogging up the mic with real legit compounds
 Mass mic Murray man flurries in the bound
 Oh what the fuck you fall and can't get up when I erupt
 So pass the buck cause you've been struck
 With the will I learn will I burn
 Off carbon dioxide cause I'm on the flip side
 Word conducter emcee destructer
 Millions be saying "That Murray's a motherfucker!"
 I dip and dive punch you in your eye
 In a battle if you try to lie in your rhymes when we socialize
 I'm beating Mother Nature down to her knees
 While making more papers than trees
 You can't be serious that's impossible
 I leave niggas laid up in the hospital
 Bandaged from head to toe and hat
 My shit is intact when I rap

 Chorus(4x
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Jive Records, Zomba Record Holdings B.V.

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: The Most Beautifullest Hits (1999)

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