Whut's Happenin' - Keith Murray

Intro: 
Niggas can't hold me back 
We ain't comin' for no bullshit 
Niggas talking all that yackedy yack  word up 

Verse 1: 
Here's to Mrl Keith Murray 
the Mr. Pictionary 
The Mr. quicck to fuck shit up in a hurry 
ON the mic I'll squash you little Ms. Philosoophy 
With atomic technological atrocity 
I find it very ironic that niggas try to rhyme behind me 
the supersonic Def Squad MC 
Get bird's eye view 
And don't miss the crispiest nigga in the nucleus 
With futuristic linguistics 
Ballistics be twisted like physics (word up) 
Niggas be like how you come up wit this shit 
But it's automatic, I'm inorganic 
With the ability to travel nine planets 
Niggas can't undrstand it, please 
I spark the brain of your G's 
We could battle for car keys and car titles 
House deeds and bank accounts to make it final 
I got what you need 
The most homicidal words to co9me out of a human being 
Mind state sick like Idi Amin 

Hook: 
You can do what ya got to 
And say what you may 
But niggas gonna come outside wit gun play anyway 
So I play the game 
And let the ball bounce where it may 
And roll with Def Squad and L.O.D. everday X2 

Verse 2: 
Abracadabra talk shit I'll reach right out and grad ya 
The hype got you like gimmy 
Don't let it have ya 
I'll knowck you skeezas pleasers black like Jesus 
Never lost in the jungle 
Navigators with caesars 
Instead dare iz a dark side said by Red 
I'm consciously, crusciously coming for your head 
I'm from a small coast call stay out my path 
And from a big city called foot up in your ass 
Jeep