[Intro: Keith Murray]
Strong Island! Keith Murray! Miami! DJ EFN!
[Verse One: Joell Ortiz]
Oh you feel that you crazy? What make you crazy?
What make you feel above this rusty 380?
What make you think you could walk through this crazy hood?
What make you think plea coppin' gon' do you any good?
Where you from? Who you know? Where you tryna go?
Don't answer that just listen before I let it blow
Why should I let you go? Boy you don't know
It's drama down here so much blood be wettin' the flo'
You got a pistol on you? You try and line me up
You try and get the drop on me little grimey f**!
Them n***as send you through for like 90 bucks
Dirty a** n***a just for that I should light you up
Or maybe I'm just p'noid?
Maybe you just pa**in' through my hood and I'm a wild a** d-boy
Either way I got the drop can't fall back
So e'rything is your pockets I need all that
[Chorus: Skam2] (*Keith Murray)
Now can you say what you want? I tell you off top
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
Hit 'em with a little, hit 'em with alot
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
So is you wit' me? (WHATTUP) You wit' me? (WHATTUP)
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
You wit' me? (WHATTUP) You wit' me? (WHATTUP)
If you ain't really (WIT' US) Then (SHUT THE fu*k UP!)
[Verse Two: Chris Rivers]
Yo my heart's incarcerated with bars that I tried on pages
The hardest artist regardless my verses are carbon plated
Soon as a six spitter diminish ya six figures
A vision the gift to winners depicted as Chris Rivers
Switch hitter, two face n***as get hit viciously
One on each side 'cause lord knows I love my symmetry
Mentally I'm parallel to all you n***as lyrically
You will never come close touch, or even visit me
Nothin' to lose, blast rush in these shoes
I love music spit a verse and bust a nut in the booth
You f**in with truth, chubby n***a chasin' that cheese toast
Knock a n***a out runnin' his mouth it's the east coast
Planet earth, pack a hearse spectacular vernacular
Amba**ador I'm smashin' you amateurs with excalibur
King or the fiend wanna be slaughtered be destroyer
All I do is make music drink water skeet daughters
[Chorus: Skam2] (*Keith Murray)
Now can you say what you want? I tell you off top
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
Hit 'em with a little, hit 'em with alot
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
So is you wit' me? (WHATTUP) You wit' me? (WHATTUP)
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
You wit' me? (WHATTUP) You wit' me? (WHATTUP)
If you ain't really (WIT' US) Then (SHUT THE fu*k UP!)
[Verse Three: Keith Murray]
I'll be damn if I do, I'll be damn if I don't
Take a chance to get rich, I'll be damn if I won't
Will I chrome when I tote? You know the sh** is dope
Where I'm from in the streets, you know hope floats
This elixir mr. got a maze in Vista
On your girl, mom and sister play a naked +Twister+
Thought I was sleep no, hybernatin'
Comin' out poppin' Murray gets it shakin'
Terror on the streets, terror on the beats
Era I'm a eat, watch what you say to Keith
My +Furious Five+ pack toasters no holsters
Find the +Grandmaster+ and the +Flash+ is over
D-E-F!!!! DJ EFN!!
It's a +Crazy Hood+ we livin' in
I'm a grow regardless n***a nuff said
fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!
[Chorus: Skam2] (*Keith Murray)
Now can you say what you want? I tell you off top
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
Hit 'em with a little, hit 'em with alot
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
So is you wit' me? (WHATTUP) You wit' me? (WHATTUP)
(*fu*k BEIN' TIRED! I'LL REST WHEN I'M DEAD!)
You wit' me? (WHATTUP) You wit' me? (WHATTUP)
If you ain't really (WIT' US) Then (SHUT THE fu*k UP!)