Undergods - Undergods Roll lyrics

[Keith Murray] What the f** What the f** When I step to the mic I get a rush Keith Murray and Canibus, what the f** you wanna discuss Crush fistful of dollars like the Outlaw Josey Wales All the b**hes holla, create cold days in hell We the spooks that stood by the door Took us They want us to tone it down, I don't know what the f** for Smoke out brothers, on the cars stay raw f** you a**hole n***as til' you all sore [Canibus] Why I oughtta Take you down to the control room where we conduct torture You won't talk sh** no more, son Post Traumatic Stress Disorder drama Fistful of Dollars Zero tolerance, right turn clot him The subwoofer sound like two dragons looking for chow They are still lookin' even now Rifle off the rack, sling it around my back Get the big round furry hat and burlap sack for y'all n***as Conduct this Undergod business [Keith Murray] Stop! He's k**in' me! Somebody call the cops! Our metaphor split infinite ways [Canibus] Keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity You still can't f** with me lyrically [Keith Murray] Going go right Picture this [Canibus] When I was growin' up I learned trust is no such There are things in this world that you don't wanna touch [Keith Murray] Stop! He's k**in' me! Somebody call the cops! The beat is the weed, the flow is the munchies And line by line, we eat emcees [Canibus] They some s**a' emcee, diva muthafukaz This is hip-hop music, we don't need no chorus [Keith Murray] When this horrific vocab spit Your bowels'll shift, you smoked a pound of spliff [Canibus] Keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity You still can't f** with us lyrically [Keith Murray] Stop! He's k**in' me! Somebody call the cops! We grapple on gravel Y'all n***as scared [Canibus] Special agent said page him, then ten other suits came in The Coke bottle started levitatin' [Keith Murray] This is psycho, psychotic, stupid, crazy Make all the funky b**hes get neurotic [Canibus] Twelve bars take you to hell god Head get lopped off in the trailer park [Keith Murray] Stop! He's k**in' me! Somebody call the cops! He's a f**in' liar All the guards know he psycho monkey cypher [Canibus] His d**h would happen the reverse way On his next birthday he was searchin' for the words to say [Keith Murray] I walked in the room with an axe Put three gashes in his back [Canibus] Yeah rip off the flesh, come at you like this On some Samurai sh**, had an axe to your neck [Keith Murray] Don't approach us excited, we might get nervous We not liable for what we do when we get nervous [Canibus] We told you keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity You still can't f** with us lyrically [Keith Murray] I put my hand in the air Boop, boop Put [Canibus] Slipped on his toes, got clipped in his hole Canibus, Keith Murray, how the Undergods roll Undergod sh** Psychosomatic How the Undergods roll Psychosomatic