| Meet the villain with a thousand faces
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| I’ll stab you up in a thousand places
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| I might catch you with a blade or a rap
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| Cause it’s always more than one way to skin a rat
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| Them young boys fucking up hip hop
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| We’ve always been original get your own props
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| I show up in boots to your black tie affair
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| And physically put this funk up in your ear
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| I got friends in all the low places that keep me high
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| And we be up all night just like the red eye
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| I never sleep like nueva york
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| Miss me with all that body waste she’s talking
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| Hit me with your best shot fire away
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| I’m da super easy minded MC OK!
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| I’m skin tight and knee deep shit
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| So long on you both my feet fall asleep
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| I know you know what we got to do is
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| Take it to the limit with so much force
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| Tell dem niggas get sucka free or get lost
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| I know you know what we’ve got to do is
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| Take it to the limit with so much force tell them chicks
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| Get sucka free or get lost
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| So it comes as no surprise
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| Nigga you snooping around like a private eye
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| But idiot the victory is mine
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| Ya niggas can’t chew gum and walk at the same time
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| You stupid but it ain’t no crime
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| Your third eye is blind well a aight then fine
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| I will hit ya pussys and make you fart
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| With enough energy to make a car start
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| I stay crispy you dissed me you pissy
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| I’ll stomp you out like Hannibal did in Sicily
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| It’s Keith and I got to be a mighty mighty MC -c-c-c-c-c-c
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| You a savage kid you might as well run around with a pet pig
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| I see a ugly chick and she’s scoping
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| And I’m like got damn who left the gate open
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| Most prominent and dominant
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| Shittin like I’m like lactose intolerant
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| Meanwhile I hopped the turnstile
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| With the L. O. D. Ichbabod Crane style
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| I stepped into some shit them wiped it with my hand
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| See that’s what makes me who I am, goddamn
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| No if and buts or maybes
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| Yo! |
| E this shit is crazy baby
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| OH! |
| That’s how it is, that’s how you living
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| I consider all ya as my children
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| Funk like feet collardgreen and chitlens
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| I stole your girl while I was in prison (no you didn’t)
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| You can ask E cause he brought her up to see me
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| Keith you can’t smoke weed, man pass the light
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| My probation thing is gonna be aight! |
| aight! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sucka Free , by - Keith Murray. Song from the album He's Keith Murray, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп