Errbody Scream (feat. Keith Murray) [Edited]

Everybody just scream

Everybody just scream

Call ya moms on the phone it's the jam

I got jet ski's that ride over land

Since a young buck had fire in my hands

When I was bumpin' Roxanne Roxanne

I got gin and a OJ

Rock Friday the next Friday like O'Shea

Hit the west coast 6 4 on tray

Dr. Bombay sick flow all day

I don't play fair ****, can't see me

That's why I make it do what it do baby, yeah

You want some yeah, **** hit the floor

When I kick in the door wave in the four four

Fo sho, Uncle Snoop where's the coupe

'Cause I keep a **** fightin' like New York and hoops

Strap up ya boots, move around

Pick it up like engine number 9

It's mine homie, tech what's good?

And it ain't hard to tell how I rep my hood

You a beast like me? Rep yo hood

Sign the check when I mic check one two

West Coast **** love gettin' it started

Down South **** love gettin' it started

East Coast **** love gettin' it started

But when we in the house, **** get retarded

When we in the house, **** get retarded

When we in the house, **** get retarded

We came to finish what y'all done started

Everybody just scream

Aye yo, **** prognosis on who's the dopest

You get skate like super chronic halitosis

If you lookin' for beef, you know you gon' get it

Got ya **** yellin' call the cops, get the paramedics

Keith Murray Method Man Redman

Hip hop got Barack in his B boy stance

Like a **** wit no legs, you don't stand a chance

Against the Wu-Tang Def Squad LOD war dance

One glance, watch Keith Murray hop out

In a hurry cold like a McFlurry

No Mickey D show me the money like Jerry Maguire

LOD for hire, I'm ready

I rep strong island, bums get rushed

I pack house like Biggie in Notorious

We warrior, who the **** are you

I pop an E and this gun go Pikachu

**** know how deep the crew, get at me

I'm nasty, but I went from ashy to classy

Got badunkadunks wavin' all at me

'Cause I be doin' my thing and makin' everybody scream

West Coast, **** love gettin' it started

Down South, **** love gettin' it started

East Coast, **** love gettin' it started

But when we in the house, **** get retarded

When we in the house, **** get retarded

When we in the house, **** get retarded

We came to finish what y'all done started

Everybody just scream

Yo Brick City, Staten Long Island, we back

More violent on the track black talent and a gat

Bomb ****, like a **** wildin' in Iraq

See the truth of the fact, **** lyin' in they raps

Me, I'm a diamond in the rough in the cut

Like peroxide got mine flyin' in the Dutch

Forget about your top five, try and top mines

Take shine like I got mine ironin' ya guts

You know I keep it fired up, fire in the hole

To the game, old and tired, I be tired when I'm old

I'm trying to keep it hot like the pile up in the stove

While these rappers losin' power puttin' powder in they nose

Meth Keith Murray and Redman yo

****, you and ya mama on a headband ****

You can the kid a modern day Van Gogh

Take the art to a place where the fake can't go

My chain and my pants hang low

Got my own name brand I'm the man made bro

Cash in advance I'ma blow up with the dough

Whoa ho ho don't let me like slow up with flow

West Coast **** love gettin' it started

Down South **** love gettin' it started

East Coast **** love gettin' it started

But when we in the house, **** get retarded

When we in the house, **** get retarded

When we in the house, **** get retarded

We came to finish what y'all done started

Everybody just scream