| Hook:
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| Who you wit? |
| Where you at?
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| Who you wit? |
| Where you at?
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| Kel-Vicious:
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| I’m stanking strong, 23 years old now
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| With the big, bang boogie and the big pow pow
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| (Ay, yo, you Kel) Not much, just keepin' it tight
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| With the Philly Blunt King gettin' high as a kite
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| I got no time for bullshittin', I have to start lickin'
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| Cause niggas get jeal off the shit Kel be kickin'
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| Get your free head ups, cause I’m seven foot tall
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| And I ain’t scared of none of ya’ll
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| This shit is off the wall
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| Keith Murray:
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| I be the genie in your lamp, the face on your stamp
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| The hip-hop rocker stompin' all through your camp
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| We went from smokin' weed in bullen therapy
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| To takin' suckers out on national TV
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| So on and so on, furthermore in other words
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| We kick niggas heads to the curb
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| Hook:
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Kel-Vicious:
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| I shook hands with all across the land from here to Japan
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| Back to the motherland up to Canada
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| Nigga I"ll Jeru the Damaja
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| Your rap style is weak and it has no stamina
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| Keith Murray:
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| Ay yo, this is for the big quzzlers
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| Gun smugglers, drug jugglers and chelua puffers
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| Mister Armor to all, you gonna take a fall
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| For tryin' to walk before you crawl
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| We’ll kick 120 rhymes in 60 seconds
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| Niggas standing on the sideline feeling disrespected
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| While I dissected your shit get ejected
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| I got Kel-Vicious the malicious next to wreck it
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| Kel-Vicious:
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| We can make this shit hot or we can keep it cool
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| But as soon as a nigga violate the rules
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| I get the spot hot quick, (Yo, Kel be illin' and shit)
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| Cause I be comin' down the block with the pistol grip
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| With all this violence in the world how could I not be a crook?
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| I could stick a nigga up with my mean fuckin' looks
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| Make a bitch drop her draws, gab the microphone and pause
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| There’s many casualites of war, Killer Kel is at the door
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| Hook
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Who you wit? |
| (Def Squad) Where you at? |
| (L.O.D.)
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| Keith Murray:
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| I be the mad, mad scientist, mad conquesting
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| Getting quick dough like off-track betting
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| Overall you niggas be dead on arrival
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| Meanwhile me and Kel be buggin' off survival
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| My supporting cast will bust that ass
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| I got a beeper and a phone but you can find me on the Ave
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| Y’all niggas definitely ain’t got nothing fur us
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| We’ll take it to the streets on Stallone and Chuck Norris
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| Kel-Vicious:
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| You can wake up call, I got the intchy finger ya’ll
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| Can''t be sleeping on the block cause that’s when I clock
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| And it’s New Jack City
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| Smackig Motherfuckers out like bitties
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| Boy your bad, boy your rude, boy our vicious
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| Fuck it, niggas get bust now for lookin' suspicious
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| I got a 9, pack 9 lives like a cat
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| Word is bond, niggas try to bust I bust em back
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| And I don’t give a fuck about me or you
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| I damage your whole family plus your crew |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rhymin' Wit Kel, artist - Keith Murray. Album song Best Of Keith Murray, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп