Keith Murray - Pay Per View Lyrics
* sample repeats in background from redmans cosmic slop (4x)--> attention passengers were on a non-central journeyTo hell and beyond[erick sermon]HahahaGood evening all you blunt smokersWelcome to the darksides of def squadWhere you bout to hear the voices of passione,Lbm, kel vicious, keith murrayTakin you to the legion of dume, and beyondThis is a pay per view eventSome shit you wanna hear, yaknahmsayin?Lets get ready to rumble, yeah..[lbm]When my, funks mastered like flexI touch more earsets than nynexLbm puts words together like triple yahtzeePerformin open heart surgeries with a hand-grip shottieMy creepy wisdom mixed with leaky ism splits emAnd attacks the rhythm like an exorcismBlood leaks out my ink pen, I start killinStinkin, *****es like ? ? joe rifkind? ?(rifkind.. rifkind..) yahh!!I strangle angels from a brooklyn angleRectangular mangle (and tango) incur single[e. sermon sings like method man]P-a-s-s-i-o-n[passion]As the world goes around, Im breakin down competitorsLike the predator, niggaz check my metaphors(yea, word up) let the bullshit, ride, put the clip inside the steelWhen the verbal starts to peel, mother*****ers know the deal (yeah)Like ac/dc (word? ) Im charged off the energyThe cipher is my soul psych the soul is my serenity (word up)Time and time again I grip the pen with a vengeanceDisruption of your cypher niggaz label me a menaceThe villain, Im feelin, another, lyrical combustionEruptin, bustin out my brain (whoo!)So ignite the flame its the lyrically insaneI, open up the vault searchin for the buried treasureWith ? ? in the brain, increase the measures do whatever[keith murray]Whatever.. niggaz! k-keith mu..Keith what? yall niggaz dont want it, I get widditQuicker, than a nigga with a piss-bag done shittedNiggaz, be like, quit itCause my renditions be expeditionsFor niggaz on them straight looney missions (nigga)Funk lord productions be sayin somethin (word)For niggaz in the street who wanna fightAnd press charges, I got somethin (*****)Throw that, you could get the bozackCause I leave homicide mummified and all you hoes know that[erick sermon]Right about now, its kelly kelKel vicious, bout to get.. ill[kel vicious]I make a hundred crews give me enough respectCause my shit got the major funk effect, so check itSelect it, my rap style be highly respectedChallenge kel vicious get burnt, expect itIm twenty-one, and Im a phe-nom-enonThe def squad, l.o.d. live on and onThese forty ounce drinkers, drinkers, big drug sellersSmellin like a blunt and if you front Ill split your melonWhats your name? kelly kel, where you from? Im from c.i.What the ***** you wanna know for punk? you ready to die?Your biological clock, is tickin while Im kickinForty ounce dreams of blunts and wishes for you trick-ass *****esThis is mr. kel vicious with the ill funk flowKnockin punks out like my name was riddick bowe* sample repeats in background from redmans cosmic slop (to fade)--> attention passengers were on a non-central journeyTo hell and beyond[erick sermon]Yo, haha, and that was just like I told yaWas gonna be for all them niggazRockin daisy duke and reebok pumpsUp in ya, ya tricks
