Keith Murray The Rhyme Lyrics

Now for next to little or nothin' I be rippin' up every function
With scientifical mad man consumptions
With mass production of mass conjunctions
I displays new ways of MC destruction
'Cause ain't nothin' better than the s___ I got
Makin' n____s jump off the roof and roof tops
I put the hip in hop and the don't in stop and the
clip in glock then I rock box your block
My hypothesis on this is you n____s better come in
terms of my vocabulary quick or get dissed
My brain bleeds mental complex feeds
Bring it on kid I got exactly what you need
Twisted metaphors to get your a__ in Star Wars
I'ma live forever like Bob Marley just because
The mad matador metaphor rips the hard core
for him and his, them and theirs, you and yours!

[Chorus:]
And it beez like that sometimes
'Cause I can't control the rhyme {I gotta make sure}
I said it beez like that sometimes
'Cause I can't control the rhyme {I gotta make sure}
I keep it jiggy jiggy jiggy jiggy
We keep it be wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy
'Cause it be jiggy jiggy jiggy jiggy
And it be wiggy wiggy wiggy wiggy.

The most beautifullest vocabulist
Punches phony MC's dead in their esophogaus
My a___ysis is roughly callousised
You better practice if you want to challenge this
I'm symbolic to the sun moon and stars
you gettin' knocked out the box no matter who you are
The funk phat tracks lures you to listen
As my vocals send your brain up in the fetal position
Learn a quick lesson of mic aggression
So when I walk down the street there'll be no second guessing
Now you can walk the walk talk the talk
pack burners all day but your still fireproof like an ashtray
I'm a scientist in the mix like Plyx
turnin' all you fly emcees back into maggots
Top prop soil watch me bubble and boil
Keep a Grand Royal as you foam like foil.

[Chorus]

I played the many thousand roles of street life
showed Whodini that the freaks come out in broad daylight
Me and my crew be tight like Lavern and Shirley
rollin' through all ya'lls hoods pullin all ya'lls fly girlies
MC's always b____ing, that makes my style hard
I roll with nobody but God and the Squad
Me and my troops be knockin n____z out the size of Zeus
Lettin the O.J. juice loose on phat tracks E.D. produced.

[Chorus til fade]