Ha ha ha Def Squads in the house. One more time. Hostile word up. Keith
 Murray representin' ?. Yeah

 Verse 1:
 Keith Murray gets busy most beautifully
 Got Hostile with E.D. in 93
 Yo it's a small small world out there so prepare and beware
 Because I'm coming out rougher this yeah ah yeah
 Now you know I don't care
 With a hardrock funk style that's pretty much out there (word up)
 With the wickedest episodes on the globe
 With my patterns are murderous poetry unfold
 My vocabilation is out of your imagination
 (We Slam like Onyx on your radio station)
 I'm internationally known from the east to the west coast
 I like hot butter on my breakfast toast
 Why chase the bass of the base of my face
 When you know what kind of bitch you are in the first place
 I bust phat rap caps miraculously
 Come across me for a little something for everybody
 You're all in the mustard and can't ketchup
 I wreck up like a tech up so go get a check up

 Hook:
 I dip dip di your face in the place
 I dip dip di in your face...and brings the drama like Jason (x2)

 Verse 2:
 The one and only philly blunt king Murray
 Apostrophy Keith chief of the phontom leaf
 I Takes It To The Streets over raggady ruff beats
 And I turns beef into minks meat
 Now who wanna test? Compound or stress?
 Yes I'll hurt that chest just like a vest never the less
 I still writes like a mad journalist
 In the heart of the funk of this who is this?
 Drainin' your brain you can't maintain
 Please Keith come back kiss away the pain
 With bloody murder you never heard of
 Click like the Def Squad comin' more ubsurder
 I cert a, for the way I hurt a and murder (yeah)
 Tracks way before the hard hit of cracks
 Way before the Gotti and the Angles fought backs
 Yeah I brung drama like Jason

 Hook

 Verse 3:
 And we be blowin' up the spot like nitroglycerin
 For those who be listenin' I be rolling like perellies on Michellins
 Simpleton, I gets retarded like Bart Simpson
 Vicous and superstitious hit you with snitchy stitches
 There will be repentance when I cast my sentence
 I bite with a vengence, you can tell in every fuckin' sentence
 That I'm finestly cruel with ink in my think tank
 Remember the current with my memory bank
 Point blank I'm ranked number one (yes my son)
 So eat a dick up...and hiccup