Keith Murray - This That sh** lyrics

Up early in the mornin through the break a night n***as be on the block uptight gettin knifes ready to fight And release, anger from the belly of the beast Like work release, on the f**in police I'll percussion bodies like drums and tracks And break backs a six maniac, poppin they gums and facts I bugs the clubs runnin with thugs Makin n***as bite the bullet and hug the slugs Ya whole genetics is pathetic Got me ready to set it, on a shot M1 type wetted But instead I blow you buck fifty cross the face For tryin to look hard in the first place I need beer and a lotta noise in my ear In a rowdy atmosphere to even think clear And all praises due to the LOD's and f** the COPS who try to lock us up and throw away the keys CHORUS: Now this goes out to my n***as on lockdown And all my n***as on the streets, This That sh** (repeat 4X) I gets to flippin and the phoney can't hold me Like dyslexia on cerebral palsey with styles, y'all n***as know me And howI drop, physical science on your whole alliance Try it, what? I Shoot to k** like motherf**in Mad Lion Who is this doin this emphatic type a disco alpha beta Funkadelic f**in emphasis, from the funk abyss Blowin up the spot with the pump-rump Shakin pistol grip, losin n***as in the plot I got you out there like Sonny and Cher I don't give a f** n***as goin make me hurt some'in up in here You get that a** kicked quick fast in a hurry Tryin to ready the mad styles of Mr. Keith Murray Tryin to step up to my respected ba** and treble level Will get your head beat in with a shovel And the only thing that could stop me from gettin sloppy Is when the hook comes in by the E-double CHORUS I'm sick, I kick the type of sh** that make you violent Make the jails crowded, and have everybody talkin bout it See I be universally, university Purposely droppin it, psychomatically Where I'm from is only real hard times So when I bust on the mic I bust with real hard rhymes And I'm strapped, with a posse that's ready to snap And a n***a who make beats like we live in rap You get do fiend on the scene please I spread MC's like some old crazy skin disease Operation murderation radication on your whole staff Tryin to find your way down Carlton Ave CHORUS