Lyrics Keith Murray

Keith Murray

Sychosymatic

Cowabunga, I'm takin' MC's straight under

You can't see me like Stevie Wonder

Thunderclap full blown roulette style on the microphone

Throwin' your chromosomes like a cyclone

And commercial raps get the gun claps

A whack on the ground of the head with my ill skill raps

I'ma kill me a crazy motherf**ker tonight

Step out the light nocturnal to the night, word 'em up

Tech your sight and put you in fright

And all you wanna fight 'cause my game is mad tight, aight

Yo, E this might be my last album son, hell no

'Cause niggas trying to play us like crumbs nobodies

I'm a f**k around and murder everybody

And get crazy buck wild with the shottie

You couldn't see me if you weighed 500 million karats

'Cause I'm sychosymatic

Ooh, I might lose my cool

Ooh, I might lose my cool

Ooh, I might lose my cool

Ooh, I might lose my cool

I'm from the dirtiest, stinkiest part of Long Island

But in every corner of the world, my style be whiling

And I'm dead serious even though I may be smiling

I'm the shadier cantagonizing character in back of the hoodie

Coming to get you for your goodies

So if your 2-2-4-5 technozzels, think y'all can creep

But Keith Murray ain't losing no sleep

I'll man handle and dismantle your mandle down to your thorax

On wax with a bloody axe

But on the real for the real, the real I build on Capital Hill

And ill 'cause of skill

Breakin' shit up with degrees like a Count Crackula

In fact the factor is compound fractures

For every action there's a reaction

Ooh, I might lose my cool

Ooh, I might lose my cool

Ooh, I might lose my cool

Ooh, I might lose my cool

We are the world, I'm shakin' and bakin' and takin'

Niggas down to swirls and twirls

I'm runnin' them off the ball like Earl and Pearl

This is a basic general classic situation

Can't nobody see me in God's creation

I steps it up from inspiring expectation

And funk illustrations, you can still justifications

Perhaps you would like me to make the biscuit callap

And make your lungs collapse

You represent, he represent, I represent

The sick bizarre twist is that I torment in my performance

Kickin' brain twitchin' myopic topics

Niggas be like, "Stop it, you got the illiotics", yeah