Sychosymatic Lyrics by Keith Murray

Sychosymatic Lyrics

    Verse 1:
    Cow will burn ya, i'm taken mc's straight under
    And you can't see like stevie wonder (ha)
    Then the black bull blown like style on the microphone
    Throwin' your chromosomes like a cyclone
    And commerical raps get the gun claps
    A wack on the ground of the head with my ill skill raps
    I'm a kill me a crazy motherfucker tonight
    Step out the light nocturnal to the night (word 'em up)
    Your sight will put you in fright (word) and none of you wanna fight
    Cause my game is mad tight aiight
    Yo e this might be my last album son (hell no)
    Cause niggas trying to play us like crumbs nobodys
    I'm a fuck around and murder everybody
    And get crazy buckwild with the shottie
    You couldn't see me if you weighed 500 million karrots
    Cause i'm sychosymatic

    Hook:
    Ooh i might lose my lose (x4)

    Verse 2:
    I'm from the dirtiest stinkiest part of long island
    But in every corner of the world my style be wilding
    And i'm dead serious even though i may be smiling
    I'm conshadier antagonizing character in back of the hoodie
    Coming to get you for your goodies
    So if your 2-2-4-5 technozzels think y'all can creep
    But keith murray ain't losing no sleep
    I'll man handle and dismantle your mandel down to your thorax
    On wax with a bloody axe
    But on the real for the real the real i build on capital hill
    And ill cause of skill
    Breakin' shit up with degrees like a count crackula
    In fact the factor is compound fractures (uh)
    For every action there's a reaction (yeah)

    Hook (x4)

    Verse 3:
    We are the world! i'm shakin' and bakin' and takin'
    Niggas down to swirls and twirls
    I'm runnin' them off the ball like earl and pearl (uh)
    This is a basic general classic situation
    Can't nobody see me in god's creation
    I steps it up from inspiring expectation with funk illustrations
    You can thunk justifications
    Perhaps you would like me to make the biscuit callap (pow!)
    And make your lungs collapse
    You represent he represent i represent
    The sick bizarre twist is that i torment in my performance (uh)
    Kickin' brain twitchin' (yeah)
    My yobic topics, niggas be like "stop it, you got the illiotics!" (yeah

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