K.i.m. lyrics

Artist  : Epmd 
Song : K.i.m.



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[Featuring Keith Murray
Redman]
[Redman]
Nah nah check this out
yo
I grab my dick spit hit the blinkers
split
the Dutch Coronas tokin irons without
permits
Repetoire long faced murderer's the
shit
Black Bruce Willis mix tape
arsonist
Esquire for hire with total rapid
fire
Supplier to any Tom Dick Jerry
Maguire
You chose the right man to get the
plan executed
I get the situation happening
before you shoot it
Flow direct-or, suprise
you like guess what?
The hotter I spit I'm
trippin off smoke detectors
Who next up to get
dressed up, I don't pop
corks I pop New York
with a dot til import
The art then the craft,
will split you in half
I'm a Hurricane you a
Miller Genuine Draft
While you push a S-Class
I'm riding on a giraffe
Uptown, naked, smoking
a bag with hash, check it
Shut your windows and
lock your doors
Whores scream louder than
Berrymore when I pour
And when me and my crew
walk we walk on all fours
Atomic Dogs, packed
in a black Yukon
Chorus
[Erick
Sermon]
John Blaze, I keep y'all niggaz rockin
for days
Boriquas, to eses, around the
ways
my own Mix Tape DJ, I Flex
You don't
have a clue when I'm doin ya who is he I gets
busy, word up
Come now player look in my eyes
you think I'm bluffin
A five year span turned
nuttin into somethin
And don't get familiar,
your whole entourage don't be
feelin ya,
behind your back they straight killin ya
(Who
am I?) The Ex-Headbanger bad motherfucker
High
on Friday with Chris Tucker
I be a Headbanger
to my very last breath
Even Jermaine Dupri
think I'm SoSoDef
K.A., Shawn Mims, I come
from a long line of Geechies
Who didn't care,
blow Camp Lo Luchinis
I transform like Spawn,
takes no time
for me to get on, to the break
of dawn, word
Chorus
[Parrish
Smith]
PMD, the Purple Heart admiral
Blow
your spot and left shrapnel
then escaped in
the Benz capsule
Harder than a NFL tackle,
back to bite the Big Apple
Southpaw, raw since
I was a Sophomore
Before I met Jane in the
corridor
The mentals, rapper slash
entrepeneur
with more action than Roger
Moore
Turn your cabbage into coleslaw, with
the four four
Spray Windex on your glass
jaw
Shatter it, fuckin with P, is
hazardous
Iced out Lazarus started and
manufactured this
My Squad's wild like the
Manimals on Geographic
Smash you bastards on
some crab shit
EPMD's the group the Squadron
is the click
Transmit, lyrical grit, time to
shift cause I'm
Chorus
[Keith
Murray]
Keith Murray, the holder of the
boulder
Lyrical analyst mental roller coaster
flower
Money folder, track blower, MC
overthrower
I flow witcha two at a time, like
Noah
I goes off to the beat, on the edge of
reality
and kick rhymes in my sleep, and
battle Mortality
Finally, every dimension know
Keith
Y'all egotistical simple-minded niggaz is
pitiful and weak
I'll give you a G a week for
life, if you can defeat me
I kick poetry at a
high rate of mortality
At static, lyrical
Kraftmatic, smokin
barkin like a dog, breathin
like an asthmatic
Lyrical sculpture create fly
rap sculpture
Ninety-eight Headbanger boy,
yeah I told ya
Total chaos, helter skelter,
run for shelter
Here comes the lyrical brain
melter
I be maxin and relaxin, attractin
action
Flippin more big ol words than Jesse
Jackson
My shit knock don't it, drive you
crazy if you loan it
Man I feel for my
opponents
Chorus (to end)