Keith Murray - Straight Loonie Lyrics
[erick sermon (doing an onyx voice)]Testin one two three! whoa I flow rhymes wickedAnd bust some to keep me upliftedIt flows to my braincells like from smokeIm no joke, I make an old man croak because Im locIm wild, psychosomatic, I got gatsStored in my attic, for any crazy bastardIts all in the mind, when the e drops a rhymeMy freakin frame is like a pair of calvin kleinsI drop flows through customs, and get sniffed outLike I stole somethin when Im bustinIm don of mic with this shitI rock on, to the breaker one-nine ya dig? ?Erick sermon got funk for days, for those who wannaBackstab me in the back, like the ojays!Cant get these nuts on the realIts gonna be a cold day in hell before the e drops the steel!Arrrrrrrrgh! I still rock with my adidasWith run-d.m.c. and jay, my niggaz packin heatersSo get off, get off, and if you want the real scoopOn the e double, check the sounds!I rise my eyes burnt like cherryGet wise to my style more fly than halle berryI dont know so Im sayin bye-bye.... until next try!!Def squad, is in the house, yoGreen beret, is in the house, yoL.o.d., is in the house, yoKeith murray, is in the house, yo[keith murray]And jesus is a *****in puppeteer! the devil cut mySights off, and Im runnin wild in this atmosphereFor mad niggaz its curtainsIm losin my mind, in this biological universeIn my dreams, Ill be gettin away drivin a hearseSo when I get to hell, Im stabbin up the devil firstAnd leavin the skull decapitate his ass, catchin wreckRip off his head, and shit down his *****in neck (*****!)From the little voice in my conciousI might just leave a crazy-ass unconciousAnd y, is a crooked letter like my alibiA psychic couldnt tell the science of my mindThis man gets the wealth and yall can all eat shit and dieCause ima gets mines, *****!West coast, is in the house, yoEast coast, is in the house, yoN.y.c., is in the house, yoLil jamal, is in the house, yo[jamal]Biddi-bla-ba-ba-ba, how ya like the squad now?Ima come down to represent the juvenilesI kick styles that niggaz cant ***** withCause when I come down I cold wreck the whole shitNow who the ***** wanna see jamal I fades em allAnd any nigga that step up, hes sure to fallNow I come down to be the illest, the realestAny nigga that step up, Im ready to peal hisCap, sit back relax and dwell on the shitCause I be the illest little kid Im ready to ripAny mother*****er that wanna step niggaIll let you know where the weapon is kept, how the ***** you figureThat you can ***** with me, I be the illest b.g.Bustin from philly, chillin up in caliSally from the valley *****ed me and she burned meSo you know I got the illest and I earned my props bFo sho Im ready to rip any mc who stepAnd let them know where the weapon is keptYou punk *****, and I hit a switchAny mother*****er step I dump him in the ditchTrick!
