Yeah Yeah U Know It

Artist: Keith Murray f/ Erick Sermon, Redman
Album: Yeah Yeah You Know It 12'
Song: Yeah Yeah You Know It
[Keith Murray]
Just blaze, you son-of- a-gun
{'{'}'Uh-huh, uh-huh' - repeat 13X over chorus}
Yeah yeah you know it, aint scared to show it
[Chorus]
we do dis like we want to and dont give ****
Yeah yeah you know it, aint scared to show it
[Verse 1: Keith Murray]
Lights, camera, action youre on
'Excuse me Murray, but your ah ah ah on'
I spit the (ha ha ha ha ha) word bond
cause cats out here dont be sayin jack bone
I get raw and explicit when I spit it on the mic
Old folks say 'that boy need the lord in his life'
*****, think you can phase me???
but *****, you must be crazy!!!
It go 'esí loco, dame un beso'
Dominican girls, them call us negro
I short pony, short camel toe
the reason why man, I dont know
no matter where I go, here I go, there I go Im propa
And keep s*it poppin like orville redenbacher
more freaky-deaky wit the speachy
I stay off the meat rag boy (exactly )
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Verse 2: Erick Sermon]
Seromon, bless a flow you know Hod sent me
Time is money, and my time cost like a Bentley
Im **** (oh yeah you know it)
got a infared beam (aint scared to show it)
Peep it, check my movement this here feel rite (how???)
Check his cap make sure his pill rite (boy)
You a fake thug wit a deal
The only gang you represent is sugar Hill
You cats is kittens boy drink this milk
Put down that Hennessy son ya killin me
Dub, I snatch the corn from the children
stashed it in ya homeboys buildin
(Stop hes killin him somebody call the cops!!!)
Yeah call 911, and watch no one come
Thats to show how nice I am
The fifth group Russell signed to Def Jam
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
[Verse 3: Redman]
Im the bed Im the marathon man, redman
Hittin more walls than aerasol cans, dont I???
(Yeah Yeah you know it)
And when I ****??? (Aint scared to show it)
And when the Bricks outta control, barricade the city
Theres an outbreak in ya outta state committee
You seen it (yeah yeah you know it)
And if you got it?? ? (aint scared to show it)
You want the bad guy - here I am
I got them hoes on gilla-cam
Throwin the drawers in the ceilin fan
You as small as a kilogram
Im a plane ridin over colombia, ya middle man
Im the boss Doc-ta Binaca
Shut up all the gossip, bring the rasta
I whoop ass like Ike Turner any day
When I stomp Mcs out I yell 'Annie Mae???'
Whether Im hot or not, pidgeons gon flock
They gon get that wig done fa diggin on Doc
Find me round the aisle in frozen food
Because I am so cool, cool, cool, cool
[Chorus] - repeat to fade