KEITH MURRAY "WHAT A FEELIN'" Lyrics

Keith Murray What a Feelin' Lyrics:

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Kaboom! Guess who stepped in the room?
Lookin' like the creature from the Black Lagoon
There's gonna be a 187 real soon
If some niggas don't give me some elbow room

I'm runnin' with the Legion of Doom
Like a pack of wolves foamin' at the mouth on full moon
I track range between space and time
And push back like receding hair lines

That's the essence of the effervescence
At this melodic dynamic shit progresses
A mic murderer for hire
As I sit back and watch your little gimmick backfire

Under the circumstances in any order of events
I be with sick niggaz rollin' thick
Dissin' the system got America mad at me
Like my name was O.J. Simpson

My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all that sensuous shit
The astronomical is comin' through
Like the flu bombin' you

My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all that sensuous shit
The astronomical is comin' through
Like the flu bombin' you

Get off my D.K. you pitty pat bitch, stepped into the party
People wonderin' if I'm a start some shit
Prisoner of the media very often
'Cause people be blowin' shit out proportion

False information and bogus arithmetic
Got everybody stuck on stupid, misinterpreting shit
How could I? Why should I damage my career?
Over a nigga that'll probably bust me out of fear

Don't let your mouth get you into somethin' that your ass can't get out
When I see you, I'm a pull your dreads out your scalp
Caution, Code Red
I could kill you now but instead, I'm a put this thought into your head

I got the illest crew in the industry
We could go to war for 30 years like foreign countries
Yo, slow your roll
'Cause I don't really think you know with what you dealin'

My style is all that and a big bag of chips with the dip
So fuck all that sensuous shit
The astronomical is comin' through
Like the flu bombin' you

Man fuck bitches I'm getting money
And laughin' at these clown ass niggaz like they funny
The grand imperial with milky material
I be the surprise in the bottom of your cereal

One thing, I gotta say my squad never lost it
Unlike you corny MC's out there who Farrah Fawcett
Can't rhyme runnin' your mouth all the time
While Def squad sit back and enterprise perfect crimes

Got the funk Lord squeezin' the life out of keyboards
While each MC tear the frame out of mic chords
Yo, I was in the bullpen with them niggas pullin' heists
Grown ass men crying like little mice but I'ma bounce true indeed

'Cause punk ass only bagged me
With two ounces of weed
Now, I'm back in the city lights
And all I can think about is keepin' it tight

	What a Feelin' lyrics, Keith Murray related songs
	1. Daz dillinger → Initiated 2. Ol' dirty bastard → Move back (ft drag-on, jae mills, cardan & lenox ave. boys) (bonus track) 3. Scarface → Overnight 4. Gangsta blac → South in ya mouth (featuring haystak) 5. Lil' kim → Thug luv 6. D.o.c → From ruthless to death row 7. The d.o.c. → From ruthless 2 death row (do we all part) 8. Field mob → My main roni 9. R. kelly → We ride 10. Buckshot → Feel it 11. Mos def → Do it now 12. Redman → Da da dahhh 13. Lil' troy → Dem niggas 14. Ghostface killah → My guitar 15. Coolio → Can i get down 1x 16. M.o.p. → Roll call 17. Raekwon the chef → Heart to heart 18. Raekwon → Heart to heart 19. Murs → Basikmurs (featuring basik) 20. E-40 → $999,999 + $1 = a mealticket