Key: F# minor•
Verse 1
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Yeah, this the build up, oh no,
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you knew we was coming back
But you ain't know we was
coming back like this
Yeah, uh huh, Keith Murray, uh huh,
Def Jam, yeah, Def Squad
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gonna make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
Verse 2
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I come on stomping mud holes in tracks
like Timbaland
niggas so don't get cute
Humiliate you then blast you in
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your birthday suit
Verse 3
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I'm a three hots in a cot dungeon rider
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And incorporate murda like Gotti How about in back
I got a hypochondriac flow
that get real ill
Get nauseous to the beat,
I spit sick at will
Verse 4
and your shit is sour
You need to turn your flow up an hour
Give you a permanent lean, like
you down like a cold shower
Verse 5
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And my name is the record, so check it,
when I put it on record
Verse 6
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you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm doing holla back,
talk to me
And when I step on the scene,
a lean mean wrecking machine
Everybody scream, "Oh,
Verse 7
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And yeah, I hear you talking motherfucker
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And if you in the house then pro
tect your neck
it's gon' be a showdown'
So ya'll better have lyrics
when I come 'round
Verse 8
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God knows when
they gots no win
Taught how to prevent to
lose and handle the win
Verse 9
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I'll take you to a picnic
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boy you lunch meat
With my dazzling appearance
and my world wide clearance
Verse 10
Draw a picture like a forensic artist,
perform like a dramatist
I'm fabulously wicked, miraculous
Rustic, majestic, ridiculous,
Verse 11
Come through and blast the spot,
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And my name is the record, so check it,
when I put it on record
Verse 12
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you at? Yes sir
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If you love what I'm doing holla back,
talk to me
And when I step on the scene,
a lean mean wrecking machine
Everybody scream,
"Oh, my goodness"
Verse 13
uh, uh, uh
Def Squad gon' make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my goodness
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gon' make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my goodness
Verse 14
them people in court
your top like a cork
I pack flow like ammo,
Come through and bless your
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a funeral parlor
Linguist, lyricist out for
chips like Estrada
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Bilingual emcees even couldn't even
couldn't do me nada
Verse 16
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With this mic I'm handy, flows be dandy
wanna fuck like Brandy
Yeah, I've been hated on,
you probably heard it
them niggas deserved it
Verse 17
I still rep the hood
Still tee'ing off for a
long green like Tiger Woods
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I ain't even got ta say it,
ya'll know when it's hot
So ya'll go back up in the vocal box
Verse 18
Come through and blast the spot,
yeah man
And my name is the record, so check it,
when I put it on record
Everybody say, "Oh, my goodness"
Verse 19
you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm doing holla back,
talk to me
And when I step on the scene,
a lean mean wrecking machine
Verse 20
Everybody scream, "Oh, my goodness"
oh, my goodness
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gon' make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
Verse 21
Oh, my goodness
This going down,
you know who that is
That's Keith Murray in your ass
Nigga like a hemorrhoid
Verse 22
It's going down,
all you young ass niggas
Understand this these are classics
I don't care how much money
you give to the radio station
You ain't never gonna be this hot,
oh, my goodness
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