reason And too much on my plate Raised from two in royal blue But we know that dog don't hunt Bleeding red in the corner from ol' Jack Horner The only
for pussy like Keith Sweat Is Big L slow? Hell no Bitches get fucked on the roof when I ain't got no hotel dough I'm known for yoking jacks And beatin
my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? punk I thought not You might get beat down and stomped like sasquatch Your girl, like keith
(dear meat) let's feast (let's feast) Oh Lord thankyou for this beef It's no sweat but I keep good Keith (good Keith) That strong loud kush they call
or be wise and stay back Co-host my show, like pat and don't sa-jak shit Or get ate like oats and barley Save your sweat for keith, and the beef for charlie
Party at the morgue Party at the morgue Party over there! [Verse One: Reverand Tom - Kool Keith] Women know the flame, I can't shame your fame
Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again 2003 muthafuckas, yeah all
Jack, Jackie, you keep them rollers in ya hair With that plastic on ya head, huh Man, hey, Keith, who did ya jerry curls, man? Look good I seen ya?ll
shoppin' mall he's makin' a quick phone call About my sound is too new and different I need to be regular like Dru Hill and a little more ill (Hey Keith
Yeah, you're listening to the sounds from the Boogie Down Bronx Kool Keith performing with Mean Jean Cordio the Grand Wizard The Ill Brothers at the T
Yeah, the Diesel Truckers with Kool Keith Marc Live, Jacky Jasper We come international and rational I saw the Grammy's, I wasn't impressed with that
" -> cypress hill [all] another wild nigga from the bronx! "sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> cypress hill (keith keith!) another wild nigga from the bronx! [keith keith
This is Dr. Trevis comin' to you live In this motherfucker, Keith Murray, L.O.D. From the city niggaz Keith Murray's still comin' from the north, south
eat that ass up for dinner I come with high potent deadly quotin' Avenue corrodin' street life shit to get you open Niggas pullin' stunts like Jackie
s up" He said, "I need to be up" I went in my nuts hit him with a 100 yo He gave me a glare with sparklin' gold teeth And said, ?Yo Keith, your product
[Keith Murray]a si se coje toma Just blaze, you son of a bitch! {"Uh-huh, uh-huh" - repeat 13X over chorus} Yeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to
I guess you know about ole Johnny Cash And I think what the world needs right now is a Jumpin' Jack Flash" Up in Hillbilly Heaven I saw Keith Whitley
say it But if I wasnt a boy I wouldnt have had nuthin to play wit! Verse 9: keith murray On december 25th I knew I wasn't getting jack When I saw santa