Intro: Dr. Trevis
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Ha, ha, ha. This is Dr. Trevis, coming to you live
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In this motherfucker, Keith Murray. L.O.D.
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From the city niggaz, ha ha ha...
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Verse One: Keith Murray
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Keith Murray's still coming from the north, south, east, west (yes)
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Obsesssed with my success will make me crack your treasure chest (yes)
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Hot tales of terror slip from my lip clearer
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Slip up the L.O.D. will be behind you in the mirror
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I make MC's go from regular to fantasize
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Realize my Squad be categorized
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I think the devil's in this beat, fuckin with my speech
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Makin me do his dirty work
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Makin niggaz kill each other on the streets
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Mo murder, mo murder
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Make no mistake, baby L.O.D. traditional
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Don't make me have to come lookin for you
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So, see what I'm sayin and watch your mouth
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Cause my motherfuckin Squad hits the streets like a blackout
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What is exactly real? What is represent?
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I see MC's down and get in my last hits (bitch)
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Niggaz be around like "Yeah"
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That's what you get for jumping in the ring with a bear
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Chorus: repeat 2X
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Call my name and I'll come runnin, gunnin
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All ya'll bummin niggaz will get done in
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Verse Two: keith Murray
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My Squad comes in all shapes, sizes and colors
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All you niggaz seem to hate us but your baby's mothers love us
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I'm the grand royal, hard to wear and tear
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Rap specimen, pissin on all you mere peasants
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With virtuality, poetry I successfully
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Bring crews agony in virtual reality
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See, first I puzzle your brain like The Riddler
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Then, I catch you in the gut like Jack the Ripper
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I'm the hot mustard dipper, money getter, mic gripper
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Wack MC get rid of nigga
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I take it to the extreme, and overkill like Dramamine
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Y'all niggaz is sweet like jellybeans
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Plus I knew your punk ass was soft
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I see you in the street, you try to talk my fuckin ear off
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I'm the high wrecka, mic checka
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Wilin out like Red Hot Chili Peppers
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Chorus
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Verse Three: Keith Murray
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I got def-ly breath control, with sick vocabulary making MC's nervous.
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Boy I'll do you plenty
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Which MC is in my category, if any, not many
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See you thought like Nellie, now you shit like jelly
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After the surgeoun is finished stitchin up that belly
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Niggaz want to get ill, I'll take it to stainless steel
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And show em how it feel
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You laugin at Keith? You're crying at yourself
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Cause beef with Keith is bad for your health
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Them bitch ass niggaz tried to catch me for my self
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I licked nine shots and jetted off in my Stealth
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Chorus
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Call My Name
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Keith Murray |