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KEITH MURRAY : Call My Name lyrics

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KEITH MURRAY lyrics : "Call My Name"

(feat. "Dr. Trevis")

[Intro: Dr. Trevis]


Ha, ha, ha. This is Dr. Trevis, coming to you live
In this mother$#&@er, Keith Murray. L.O.D.

From the city ^!$$%z, ha ha ha...

[Verse One: Keith Murray]


Keith Murray's still coming from the north, south, east, west (yes)
Obsesssed with my success will make me crack your treasure chest (yes)

Hot tales of terror slip from my lip clearer
Slip up the L.O.D. will be behind you in the mirror
I make MC's go from regular to fantasize

Realize my Squad be categorized
I think the devil's in this beat, $#&@in with my speech
Makin me do his dirty work

Makin ^!$$%z kill each other on the streets
Mo murder, mo murder
Make no mistake, baby L.O.D. traditional

Don't make me have to come lookin for you
So, see what I'm sayin and watch your mouth
Cause my mother$#&@in Squad hits the streets like a blackout

What is exactly real? What is represent?
I see MC's down and get in my last hits ((*##$)
^!$$%z be around like "Yeah"

That's what you get for jumping in the ring with a bear

[Chorus: x2]


Call my name and I'll come runnin, gunnin
All ya'll bummin ^!$$%z will get done in


[Verse Two: keith Murray]


My Squad comes in all shapes, sizes and colors
All you ^!$$%z seem to hate us but your baby's mothers love us
I'm the grand royal, hard to wear and tear

Rap specimen, pissin on all you mere peasants
With virtuality, poetry I successfully
Bring crews agony in virtual reality

See, first I puzzle your brain like The Riddler
Then, I catch you in the gut like Jack the Ripper
I'm the hot mustard dipper, money getter, mic gripper

Wack MC get rid of ^!$$%
I take it to the extreme, and overkill like Dramamine
Y'all ^!$$%z is sweet like jellybeans

Plus I knew your punk $$# was soft
I see you in the street, you try to talk my $#&@in ear off
I'm the high wrecka, mic checka

Wilin out like Red Hot Chili Peppers

[Chorus]


[Verse Three: Keith Murray]


I got def-ly breath control, with sick vocabulary making MC's nervous.
Boy I'll do you plenty
Which MC is in my category, if any, not many

See you thought like Nellie, now you %#@! like jelly
After the surgeoun is finished stitchin up that belly
^!$$%z want to get ill, I'll take it to stainless steel

And show em how it feel
You laugin at Keith? You're crying at yourself
Cause beef with Keith is bad for your health

Them (*##$ $$# ^!$$%z tried to catch me for my self
I licked nine shots and jetted off in my Stealth


[Chorus]

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