Sychosymatic

Keith Murray

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