| Song | Escapism |
| Artist | Keith Murray |
| Album | The Most Beautifullest Thing In This World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Hooo-ahhh! | |
| High as a mother****er | |
| Zonin on cloud nineteen as the def squad takes you | |
| On another eerie place... of a dark side | |
| Yesssss!!! | |
| [keith murray] | |
| I escape from the world | |
| To show niggaz that my style is superb | |
| For what it's worth i'm gettin off planet earth | |
| But i gotta redefine gravity first | |
| So i figure, i get my guns and i bust the biggest cap | |
| From the demand of the trigger | |
| I'm equipped to dip with a knapsack | |
| And a survival kit, with blunts n shit (word!) | |
| I'm in all black, ?with a face? money | |
| Wanna double to nasa, to hijack a space shuttle | |
| More ages than curiosity | |
| I enter the backdoor with animosity ("yeah, here's murray!") | |
| Searchin for the astronauts, checkin my watch | |
| Determined the time i had to be out | |
| I saw my prey without a second delay | |
| Suited up, strapped down, straight and on my way | |
| For five seconds to liftoff i was in the hell | |
| When i escaped from the world | |
| I escaped from the world (4x) | |
| So far... | |
| I went through a milky way of stars | |
| And landed on my destination, which was mars (whoa, shit!) | |
| This planet was foreign and new | |
| As i'm puffin on a blunt, observin the view | |
| To my surprise, a spaceship arrived | |
| Out came a martian, with six fingers and three eyes | |
| He spoke a bleeky type of dialect ("bleek, bleek bleek bleek bleek bleek") | |
| But understood my form of intellect | |
| I said, "i'm keith murray from the planet earth | |
| Boy i'm psychosomatic and homicidal with a verse" | |
| My hypercritical form of words busts his brains | |
| And then the whole atmosphere changed ("what the ****?") | |
| Rrarahrhagharhar rharhagahgahrahgh | |
| I was surrounded by some martians in the hut about to front | |
| I used my last resort, and pulled out the blunts | |
| Lit it, got the whole martian crew blitted | |
| So now's my chance to try to get acquitted | |
| I said, "i escaped from the planet earth | |
| To let my mind untwirl because i'm mad at the world | |
| And the murder wasn't premeditated | |
| My language was just mis-interpretated" | |
| One acknowledge i'm right and pulled out the peace pipe | |
| Aight? about to set the vibes right | |
| He lit it with his finger, i smelled the martian buddha linger | |
| I felt good cause i released some anger | |
| No sooner than the cease of the herb ignite | |
| I was headed back to earth at the speed of light | |
| Upon my return niggaz thought i was in jail | |
| Nah kids... i escaped from the world | |
| [redman] | |
| As we zone, on the cosmic type of funk | |
| (escapism y'all) | |
| We drop mad flows, for the 1990's | |
| (escapism y'all, escapism y'all) | |
| The funk doctor spock signin off live | |
| (escapism y'all, escapism y'all, escapism y'all) | |
| This is how we do | |
| (escapism y'all, escapism -- escape from the world) | |
| Flows enough for the nineteen ninties and we out! | |
| (escapism y'all) |
| Hoooahhh! | |
| High as a mother er | |
| Zonin on cloud nineteen as the def squad takes you | |
| On another eerie place... of a dark side | |
| Yesssss!!! | |
| keith murray | |
| I escape from the world | |
| To show niggaz that my style is superb | |
| For what it' s worth i' m gettin off planet earth | |
| But i gotta redefine gravity first | |
| So i figure, i get my guns and i bust the biggest cap | |
| From the demand of the trigger | |
| I' m equipped to dip with a knapsack | |
| And a survival kit, with blunts n shit word! | |
| I' m in all black, ? with a face? money | |
| Wanna double to nasa, to hijack a space shuttle | |
| More ages than curiosity | |
| I enter the backdoor with animosity " yeah, here' s murray!" | |
| Searchin for the astronauts, checkin my watch | |
| Determined the time i had to be out | |
| I saw my prey without a second delay | |
| Suited up, strapped down, straight and on my way | |
| For five seconds to liftoff i was in the hell | |
| When i escaped from the world | |
| I escaped from the world 4x | |
| So far... | |
| I went through a milky way of stars | |
| And landed on my destination, which was mars whoa, shit! | |
| This planet was foreign and new | |
| As i' m puffin on a blunt, observin the view | |
| To my surprise, a spaceship arrived | |
| Out came a martian, with six fingers and three eyes | |
| He spoke a bleeky type of dialect " bleek, bleek bleek bleek bleek bleek" | |
| But understood my form of intellect | |
| I said, " i' m keith murray from the planet earth | |
| Boy i' m psychosomatic and homicidal with a verse" | |
| My hypercritical form of words busts his brains | |
| And then the whole atmosphere changed " what the ?" | |
| Rrarahrhagharhar rharhagahgahrahgh | |
| I was surrounded by some martians in the hut about to front | |
| I used my last resort, and pulled out the blunts | |
| Lit it, got the whole martian crew blitted | |
| So now' s my chance to try to get acquitted | |
| I said, " i escaped from the planet earth | |
| To let my mind untwirl because i' m mad at the world | |
| And the murder wasn' t premeditated | |
| My language was just misinterpretated" | |
| One acknowledge i' m right and pulled out the peace pipe | |
| Aight? about to set the vibes right | |
| He lit it with his finger, i smelled the martian buddha linger | |
| I felt good cause i released some anger | |
| No sooner than the cease of the herb ignite | |
| I was headed back to earth at the speed of light | |
| Upon my return niggaz thought i was in jail | |
| Nah kids... i escaped from the world | |
| redman | |
| As we zone, on the cosmic type of funk | |
| escapism y' all | |
| We drop mad flows, for the 1990' s | |
| escapism y' all, escapism y' all | |
| The funk doctor spock signin off live | |
| escapism y' all, escapism y' all, escapism y' all | |
| This is how we do | |
| escapism y' all, escapism escape from the world | |
| Flows enough for the nineteen ninties and we out! | |
| escapism y' all |
| Hoooahhh! | |
| High as a mother er | |
| Zonin on cloud nineteen as the def squad takes you | |
| On another eerie place... of a dark side | |
| Yesssss!!! | |
| keith murray | |
| I escape from the world | |
| To show niggaz that my style is superb | |
| For what it' s worth i' m gettin off planet earth | |
| But i gotta redefine gravity first | |
| So i figure, i get my guns and i bust the biggest cap | |
| From the demand of the trigger | |
| I' m equipped to dip with a knapsack | |
| And a survival kit, with blunts n shit word! | |
| I' m in all black, ? with a face? money | |
| Wanna double to nasa, to hijack a space shuttle | |
| More ages than curiosity | |
| I enter the backdoor with animosity " yeah, here' s murray!" | |
| Searchin for the astronauts, checkin my watch | |
| Determined the time i had to be out | |
| I saw my prey without a second delay | |
| Suited up, strapped down, straight and on my way | |
| For five seconds to liftoff i was in the hell | |
| When i escaped from the world | |
| I escaped from the world 4x | |
| So far... | |
| I went through a milky way of stars | |
| And landed on my destination, which was mars whoa, shit! | |
| This planet was foreign and new | |
| As i' m puffin on a blunt, observin the view | |
| To my surprise, a spaceship arrived | |
| Out came a martian, with six fingers and three eyes | |
| He spoke a bleeky type of dialect " bleek, bleek bleek bleek bleek bleek" | |
| But understood my form of intellect | |
| I said, " i' m keith murray from the planet earth | |
| Boy i' m psychosomatic and homicidal with a verse" | |
| My hypercritical form of words busts his brains | |
| And then the whole atmosphere changed " what the ?" | |
| Rrarahrhagharhar rharhagahgahrahgh | |
| I was surrounded by some martians in the hut about to front | |
| I used my last resort, and pulled out the blunts | |
| Lit it, got the whole martian crew blitted | |
| So now' s my chance to try to get acquitted | |
| I said, " i escaped from the planet earth | |
| To let my mind untwirl because i' m mad at the world | |
| And the murder wasn' t premeditated | |
| My language was just misinterpretated" | |
| One acknowledge i' m right and pulled out the peace pipe | |
| Aight? about to set the vibes right | |
| He lit it with his finger, i smelled the martian buddha linger | |
| I felt good cause i released some anger | |
| No sooner than the cease of the herb ignite | |
| I was headed back to earth at the speed of light | |
| Upon my return niggaz thought i was in jail | |
| Nah kids... i escaped from the world | |
| redman | |
| As we zone, on the cosmic type of funk | |
| escapism y' all | |
| We drop mad flows, for the 1990' s | |
| escapism y' all, escapism y' all | |
| The funk doctor spock signin off live | |
| escapism y' all, escapism y' all, escapism y' all | |
| This is how we do | |
| escapism y' all, escapism escape from the world | |
| Flows enough for the nineteen ninties and we out! | |
| escapism y' all |