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Manifique (Original Rules)

If heads only knew!I make music of murder and mayhem for all of them

And murder ballads for sweet chariots

My second return like a unstoppable bullet

With wings my ears, ring your name when you speak of me in veinEnter the center like a big bread winner

So L.O.D. can eat that ass up for dinner

I come with high potent deadly quotin'

Avenue corrodin' street life shit to get you openNiggas pullin' stunts like Jackie Chan

Not knowin' that they fuckin' with the demolition man

I'm seen on screens and magazines

Pump, pump but peace to Queens

(Don't sleep)I hollar, 'Allah U Akbar', my peeps hold me down

In the roughest pair of Timbs that ever touched the ground

Huh, how's about a broken jaw

It's Keith Murray and I'm comin' in with the raw metaphorsWhen I'm alone in my room

Sometimes I stare at the wall

And in the back of my mind

I hear my conscience call

Keith MurrayRock, rock onOriginal rules, original rules, original rules

Original rules, original rules, original rulesNow here we go again, soundin' crazy but it's contagious

The sickest entertainer puttin' your brain though strainers

We smokes the choc', don't be afraid of the dark

Mentals get hit brain cells sparkPappers swear, they got the dopest jam on the shelf

But they don't believe that shit they own goddamn self

Last year, I was underrated but I stay dedicated

I'm so dedicated, I close my eyes, I'm incarceratedNiggas was amazed at the shit you was kickin'

But all you did was adobo the chicken

I'm taking over like the psychic network

I got the drop on all you niggas out there claimin' that you do dirtBut the truth hurts and it kills you to listen

Like the sound of hollow point tip bullets whistlin'

Every little breath you take

Every little gesture you make

Every little jack you fakeI be the expert mic gladiator

Pop shit on records, I'll cut your fingers off laterWhen I'm alone in my room

Sometimes I stare at the wall

And in the back of my mind

I hear my conscience call

Keith MurrayWhen I'm alone in my room

Sometimes I stare at the wall

And in the back of my mind

I hear my conscience call

Keith MurrayPump the new smash platinum single the thug star spangled banner

Illustratin' grammar in a hostile manner

Texas chainsaw cuts hard to the core

Makin' sure, they don't try to battle me no moreYou seem to believe, all you need is a rhyme and a dream

To defeat the all time great microphone supreme

But wake up 'cuz you playin' with the game of death

I'll smoke your body, ashes in a blunt and leave no evidence left

Straight ashes ashes, dust to dustI got you in my clutch, there's nothing further more to discuss

And it's scary though when the eeriest voice on the radio

Is in your hometown doin' the show

With the technique that I'm usin' choosin'

Abusin'Got more flow than D'Angelo crusin'

With poisonous venom

Oh my God, I get in 'em

Turn 'em out give 'em something good to talk aboutWhen I'm alone in my room

Sometimes I stare at the wall

And in the back of my mind

I hear my conscience call

Keith Murray

Songwriters

COLLINS, WILLIAM BOOTSY / MURRAY, KEITH / SERMON, ERICK / CROUCH, KEITH / SMITH, JAMES / JONES, KEVIN / PATTERSON, RAHSAAN / HAYWOOD, LEON / CLINTON, GEORGE / NOBLE, REGGIE / WORRELL, BERNIE / ERVIN, BOBBY / ETTINGER, STEVEN / PIERCE, DARRYL / SIMON, DWAYPublished by

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