Call My Name Lyrics by Keith Murray

Call My Name Lyrics

    Intro: dr. trevis

    Ha, ha, ha. this is dr. trevis, coming to you live
    In this motherfucker, keith murray. l.o.d.
    From the city niggaz, 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, fuckin with my speech
    Makin me do his dirty work
    Makin niggaz 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 motherfuckin 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 (bitch)
    Niggaz be around like "yeah"
    That's what you get for jumping in the ring with a bear

    Chorus: repeat 2x

    Call my name and i'll come runnin, gunnin
    All ya'll bummin niggaz will get done in

    Verse two: keith murray

    My squad comes in all shapes, sizes and colors
    All you niggaz 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 nigga
    I take it to the extreme, and overkill like dramamine
    Y'all niggaz is sweet like jellybeans
    Plus i knew your punk ass was soft
    I see you in the street, you try to talk my fuckin 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 shit like jelly
    After the surgeoun is finished stitchin up that belly
    Niggaz 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 bitch ass niggaz tried to catch me for my self
    I licked nine shots and jetted off in my stealth

    Chorus

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