[Intro]
Niggas can't hold me back
We ain't comin' for no bullshit
Niggas talking all that yakkity-yak, word up

[Verse 1]
Here's to Mr. Keith Murray, the Mr. Pictionary
The Mr. Quick To Fuck Shit Up In a Hurry
On the mic I'll squash your little Ms. Philosophy
With atomic technological atrocity
I find it very ironic that niggas try to rhyme behind me
The supersonic Def Squad MC
Get a 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 understand it
Please, I spark the brain of too many MCs
I be more than gladly to take 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 come 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 with 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. everyday
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. everyday

[Verse 2]
Abracadabra talk shit I'll reach right out and grab ya
The hype got you like gimme, don't let it have ya
I'll knock you skeezers pleasers black like Jesus
Never lost in the jungle, navigators with Caesars
Instead, dare iz a dark side said by Red
I'm consciously, cruciously coming for your head
I'm from a small coast called Stay Out My Path
And from a big city called Foot Up in Your Ass
Jeepers, weepers, peepers, get snuffed
By the sneakiest, throughout the speakers like fisticuffs
Who the fuck is this paging me?
Oh, it's my creepy, greepy, grimy
Rough rhyme, crime-y Reggie
I'm saying, fuck who, went where, when, why and how
Get my shit to me not now but right now
Lucky niggas went platinum thinkin' they can see us
We swoop down on crews like angels on dust
I'll leave your mental so broke you can't pay attention
When I get inside your head
And take your brain to another dimension
I'm itching for a scratch and somebody to try to match
The battle cats who constantly be on it like that
The doom has dawned in
We knockin' niggas out without warning and pissing on them
The configuration is brain cell-wastin'
Renegades of funk like Afrika Bambataa and the Zulu Nation
You facin' a maniac, pacing over the track
Constantly bringing drama like Jason
In fact, I'm L.O.D.ing it on go planet Def Squad
Puttin' it down play for play like Ahmad Rashad
For the cause, I'm wiring jaws
Got niggas eating four-course meals out of KrazySstraws
And if it ain't def it ain't shit
I'm taking it to the limit and killing it each and every minute
Cause Keith Murray takes the beef a major step higher
And peacemakers will get caught in the cross fire
Hip-hop's filled with backstabbers, blunt grabbers
Cats with dirty claws, dogs with filthy paws
Then you got rap artists, claimin' to be the hardest
Bust them in their shit and they're quick to press charges
Spot rushers, block busters (word up)
Rockin' diamond clusters (ugh)
Comin' to stick the rich out you motherfuckers (yeah, yeah)
Educated black man on premises
L.O.D. and Def Squad forever, archnemesis
And remember this

[Chorus]
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. everyday (Err-day)
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. everyday