Yeah, this the build up, oh no,
you knew we was coming back
But you ain't know we was
coming back like this
C'mon, it's gon' be a problem ya'll
Yeah, uh huh, Keith Murray, uh huh,
Def Jam, yeah, Def Squad
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gonna make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
You a small side order of
apple cider
I'm a three hots in a cot dungeon rider
My hardcore street team crash
the party with Def Jam
And incorporate murda like Gotti How about in back
of the yellow cab like Seinfeld
Chew you like little neck
clams on half shells
I got a hypochondriac flow
that get real ill
Get nauseous to the beat,
I spit sick at will
lock, uh huh
Come through and blast the spot,
yeah man
And my name is the record, so check it,
when I put it on record
Everybody say, "Oh, my goodness"
And my folks if you with me where
And yeah, I hear you talking motherfucker
write the check
And if you in the house then pro
tect your neck
I'm 'Mister see you anywhere
it's gon' be a showdown'
So ya'll better have lyrics
when I come 'round
Cause I ain't lost a battle since
don't really know me, homie
I'll take you to a picnic
boy you lunch meat
With my dazzling appearance
and my world wide clearance
I am treacherous, inferior,
impermanent, impetuous
I rock like an archaeologist
Draw a picture like a forensic artist,
perform like a dramatist
I'm fabulously wicked, miraculous
Rustic, majestic, ridiculous,
oh, my goodness
Yo we got the shit on lock, uh huh
Come through and blast the spot,
yeah man
And my name is the record, so check it,
when I put it on record
Everybody say, "Oh, my goodness"
And my folks if you with me where
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Def Squad gon' make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my goodness
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gon' make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
Oh, my goodness
With this mic I'm handy, flows be dandy
It's a full moon and hoes
wanna fuck like Brandy
Yeah, I've been hated on,
you probably heard it
And I kicked their little ass but
them niggas deserved it
Yo we got the shit on lock, uh huh
Come through and blast the spot,
yeah man
And my name is the record, so check it,
when I put it on record
Everybody say, "Oh, my goodness"
And my folks if you with me, where
you at? Yes sir
If you love what I'm doing holla back,
talk to me
And when I step on the scene,
a lean mean wrecking machine
Everybody scream, "Oh, my goodness"
Uh, uh, uh, uh, ah, ooh, ooh, ah,
oh, my goodness
Keith Murray gon' make you go uh,
uh, uh, uh
Yeah, Def Squad gon' make you go ah,
ooh, ooh, ah
It's going down,
all you young ass niggas
Understand this these are classics
I don't care how much money
you give to the radio station
You ain't never gonna be this hot,
oh, my goodness