Keith Murray - Whut's Happenin' lyrics

Niggas can't hold me back
We ain't comin' for no bullshit
Niggas talking all that yakkity yak, word up

Here's to Mr keith Murray, the Mr pictionary
The Mr quick To Fuck Shit Up In a Hurry
On the mic I'll squash
Your little Ms philosophy
With atomic technological atrocity
I find it very ironic that niggas
Try to rhyme behind me
The supersonic Def Squad MC
Get a bird's eye view
And don't miss the crispiest
Nigga in the nucleus
With futuristic linguistics
Ballistics be twisted like physics (word up)
Niggas be like how you come up wit this shit
But it's automatic, I'm inorganic
With the ability to travel nine planets
Niggas can't understand it


Please, I spark the brain of too many MCs
I be more than gladly to take your G's
We could battle for car keys and car titles
House deeds and bank accounts
To make it final i got what you need
The most homicidal words to come
Out of a human being
Mind state sick like Idi Amin

You can do what ya got to
And say what you may
But niggas gonna come outside
With gun play anyway
So I play the game and let
The ball bounce where it may
And roll with Def Squad and LOD everyday
You can do what ya got to
And say what you may
But niggas gonna come outside
Wit gun play anyway
So I play the game and let
The ball bounce where it may
And roll with Def Squad and LOD everyday

Abracadabra talk shit I'll reach right
Out and grab ya the hype got you like gimme
Don't let it have ya
I'll knock you skeezers pleasers
Black like Jesus never lost in the jungle
Navigators with Caesars
Instead, dare iz a dark side said by Red
I'm consciously
Cruciously coming for your head
I'm from a small coast called
Stay Out My Path and from a big city called
Foot Up in Your Ass
Jeepers, weepers, peepers, get snuffed
By the sneakiest
Throughout the speakers like fisticuffs
Who the fuck is this paging me?
Oh, it's my creepy, greepy, grimy
Rough rhyme, crime-y Reggie
I'm saying, fuck who, went where, when
Why and how
Get my shit to me not now but right now
Lucky niggas went platinum thinkin'
They can see us
We swoop down on crews like angels on dust
I'll leave your mental so broke
You can't pay attention
When I get inside your head
And take your brain to another dimension
I'm itching for a scratch and
Somebody to try to match
The battle cats who constantly be
On it like that the doom has dawned in
We knockin' niggas out without warning
And pissing on them
The configuration is brain cell-wastin'
Renegades of funk like Afrika Bambataa
And the Zulu Nation
You facin' a maniac, pacing over the track
Constantly bringing drama like Jason
In fact, I'm LODing it on go planet Def Squad
Puttin' it down play for
Play like Ahmad Rashad
For the cause, I'm wiring jaws
Got niggas eating four-course meals
Out of KrazySstraws
And if it ain't def it ain't shit
I'm taking it to the limit and
Killing it each and every minute
Cause Keith Murray takes the beef
A major step higher
And peacemakers will get caught
In the cross fire
Hip-hop's filled with backstabbers
Blunt grabbers
Cats with dirty claws, dogs with filthy paws
Then you got rap artists
Claimin' to be the hardest
Bust them in their shit and
They're quick to press charges
Spot rushers, block busters (word up)
Rockin' diamond clusters (ugh)
Comin' to stick the rich
Out you motherfuckers (yeah, yeah)
Educated black man on premises
LOD and Def Squad forever, archnemesis
And remember this

You can do what ya got to
And say what you may
But niggas gonna come outside
Wit gun play anyway
So I play the game and let
The ball bounce where it may
And roll with Def Squad and LOD everyday
(Err day) you can do what ya got to
And say what you may
But niggas gonna come outside
Wit gun play anyway
So I play the game and let
The ball bounce where it may
And roll with Def Squad and LOD everyday