Yeah Lyrics
| Song | Yeah |
| Artist | Keith Murray |
| Album | Enigma |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Verse one：erick sermon | |
| Yo troy, turn me up so i can conductthe disco inferno | |
| Oklahoma aroma (uh) | |
| I smell the roof on fire without parliament | |
| Just def squad **********t, dig it | |
| Rhymes i be like liquid swords | |
| You abandon **********p, real **********s stay aboard (word) | |
| I'm flexin' hittin' you in the mid-section | |
| Drop for protection. cuttin' you clean like a "c" section | |
| I puts it down in my field. i sport a vest | |
| No need for a brooke **********eld kneel | |
| E, an african boy with charisma | |
| A lyrical giant bigger than lane bryant | |
| Su-per rhymes be twilight zone warp speed true indeed | |
| Don't forget boy i'm still hittin' swithes | |
| In my lexus truck, flaggin' down ugly ******* (word up) | |
| Verse two: busta rhymes | |
| Erick sermon ya'll yeah, yeah, yeah. def squad ya'll yeah, yeah, yeah. | |
| Flipmode squad ya'll yeah, yeah, yeah. excitement, my lights be **********nin' on | |
| **********s. hit with more enligh******ent (yo). the major difference is in many | |
| Different instances. you drinkin' too much guinesses. now look at all the | |
| Witnesses (huh). i told you one thing for sure. when i gets down son, i keep | |
| It raw. break the law from here to arkansas. focus, i be the mostest, the | |
| ****st. rhyme flow bounce atrocious. bag of ******, my **********s smoke this. **********t | |
| I be stacking in jams. while i be packin' in what's happening. i'm charged | |
| With interstate and trafficking. rhyme calisthetics will make you see the the | |
| Medic. **********t will break you down in order for to make m.c.'s like the | |
| Alphabetics. yo, yo just go there practice. the fact is you do not listen. | |
| You go ahead and get slapped up with a cactus. ass backwards, fart on | |
| *********as just like bdp. i'm fresh for 9-6 you suckas. keith murray now. | |
| Verse three: keith murray | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah (word up). yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah busta rhymes. yeah, yeah, | |
| Yeah, yeah. now if you know the words then you can surely rap along. go | |
| Against the grain and surely get stomped strong. my squad is too high to get | |
| Over. l.o.d. is too low to go under. i'll rain on your brain and give you | |
| Visions of thunder. see everybody loves keith murray 'cause i'm on the top. | |
| But i know ain't nobody ******' with me if i ever drop. it's all about the | |
| Bread. spread taught to me by e and red. ********** them **********s talkin' out the | |
| Side of their head. different day same **********t. i heard a **** beat but if e | |
| Didn't do it then you know i can't ********** with it. here's something you all can | |
| Understand. ********** you coming from the ********** you man. livin' in drama comma. | |
| Trauma bubbling like lava. on site bomber to all wack rhymers. and if you | |
| Ain't tough don't wear my logo. and if you ain't fly you can't play with my | |
| Yo-yo. cause who's pockets is fattest matters. i'll serve famous keith | |
| Murray's beef curries. scattered rappers on platters. for tryin' get at us | |
| Knowing we the baddest. with major operation, mental observation status. i | |
| Used to love her then i got some common sense. now it ain't funny, the ********** | |
| Better have my money (word up). | |
| Verse four: jamal | |
| Lace the chronic with the bomb-bah. hash the tye, blaze 'em up 1 time for my | |
| Partner in crime. who can i on my hip (why) cause **********s trip. pull a burner | |
| All you know is a murder occured. a curb swerver wana be server/ baller. got | |
| Dome call hauled to the mortician for silly ambitious. i'm nice and precise, | |
| Hard like rock. you shook like dice and pop like glock. amy **********t knock the | |
| Shelves (yo, yo). witness this ********** ro, trigga flow, digga ho. **********s ass | |
| Out, passout, excessively. ******' with this manic-depressive will be the | |
| Lesson of your life. spoiled rotten and plottin' and double shottin'. packin' | |
| Always rapping but smacking a lot of action. i am in the house smelling like | |
| Contra-band. i demand your mic in hand, seriously as a man run it. | |
| Verse five: redman | |
| Ay yo, watch these 5 **********s stand up in triple pod. circle back to back, | |
| Scoping all angles. why does hip-hop circumference start gettin' tangled? | |
| They drop 1 by 1 in the dark gettin' strangled. i come fresher than summer's | |
| Eve please. squeeze your wack-ass amphetamine rhyme drug-related. i'll make | |
| Sure your loot and your wife and kids are confiscated. the lawnmower red do | |
| Damage to circuit breakers. go ahead and hype them **********s up, let 'em go. | |
| Just a blow from the invincible will show 'em i'm original. freeze, i'm like | |
| Baskin and robbin i'm robbing haagen-dazs. and the whole hit squad target | |
| Ain't nobody ******' with me. the potency that i blow from my mouth. will no | |
| Doubt choke jeeesus. travelin' around the world with no visas or american | |
| Express. just jamaican excess (ha!). can i impose on your cipher? been | |
| Rippin' shows since your moms was foldin' your diaper. **********s see me up top | |
| Dolo daily catch ease 600 v. on the mobile trailin' back to a.t.l. swell some | |
| More heads with that long island sound. that be thicker than cornbread | |
| (money). jersey tales from from the hood without sonnny. and i know **********s | |
| Want me. that's why my blade keep me company. slice your neck, stick my arm | |
| Down your throat. rip out your artichoke. |
| Verse one: erick sermon | |
| Yo troy, turn me up so i can conductthe disco inferno | |
| Oklahoma aroma uh | |
| I smell the roof on fire without parliament | |
| Just def squad t, dig it | |
| Rhymes i be like liquid swords | |
| You abandon p, real s stay aboard word | |
| I' m flexin' hittin' you in the midsection | |
| Drop for protection. cuttin' you clean like a " c" section | |
| I puts it down in my field. i sport a vest | |
| No need for a brooke eld kneel | |
| E, an african boy with charisma | |
| A lyrical giant bigger than lane bryant | |
| Super rhymes be twilight zone warp speed true indeed | |
| Don' t forget boy i' m still hittin' swithes | |
| In my lexus truck, flaggin' down ugly word up | |
| Verse two: busta rhymes | |
| Erick sermon ya' ll yeah, yeah, yeah. def squad ya' ll yeah, yeah, yeah. | |
| Flipmode squad ya' ll yeah, yeah, yeah. excitement, my lights be nin' on | |
| s. hit with more enligh ent yo. the major difference is in many | |
| Different instances. you drinkin' too much guinesses. now look at all the | |
| Witnesses huh. i told you one thing for sure. when i gets down son, i keep | |
| It raw. break the law from here to arkansas. focus, i be the mostest, the | |
| st. rhyme flow bounce atrocious. bag of , my s smoke this. t | |
| I be stacking in jams. while i be packin' in what' s happening. i' m charged | |
| With interstate and trafficking. rhyme calisthetics will make you see the the | |
| Medic. t will break you down in order for to make m. c.' s like the | |
| Alphabetics. yo, yo just go there practice. the fact is you do not listen. | |
| You go ahead and get slapped up with a cactus. ass backwards, fart on | |
| as just like bdp. i' m fresh for 96 you suckas. keith murray now. | |
| Verse three: keith murray | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah word up. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah busta rhymes. yeah, yeah, | |
| Yeah, yeah. now if you know the words then you can surely rap along. go | |
| Against the grain and surely get stomped strong. my squad is too high to get | |
| Over. l. o. d. is too low to go under. i' ll rain on your brain and give you | |
| Visions of thunder. see everybody loves keith murray ' cause i' m on the top. | |
| But i know ain' t nobody ' with me if i ever drop. it' s all about the | |
| Bread. spread taught to me by e and red. them s talkin' out the | |
| Side of their head. different day same t. i heard a beat but if e | |
| Didn' t do it then you know i can' t with it. here' s something you all can | |
| Understand. you coming from the you man. livin' in drama comma. | |
| Trauma bubbling like lava. on site bomber to all wack rhymers. and if you | |
| Ain' t tough don' t wear my logo. and if you ain' t fly you can' t play with my | |
| Yoyo. cause who' s pockets is fattest matters. i' ll serve famous keith | |
| Murray' s beef curries. scattered rappers on platters. for tryin' get at us | |
| Knowing we the baddest. with major operation, mental observation status. i | |
| Used to love her then i got some common sense. now it ain' t funny, the | |
| Better have my money word up. | |
| Verse four: jamal | |
| Lace the chronic with the bombbah. hash the tye, blaze ' em up 1 time for my | |
| Partner in crime. who can i on my hip why cause s trip. pull a burner | |
| All you know is a murder occured. a curb swerver wana be server baller. got | |
| Dome call hauled to the mortician for silly ambitious. i' m nice and precise, | |
| Hard like rock. you shook like dice and pop like glock. amy t knock the | |
| Shelves yo, yo. witness this ro, trigga flow, digga ho. s ass | |
| Out, passout, excessively. ' with this manicdepressive will be the | |
| Lesson of your life. spoiled rotten and plottin' and double shottin'. packin' | |
| Always rapping but smacking a lot of action. i am in the house smelling like | |
| Contraband. i demand your mic in hand, seriously as a man run it. | |
| Verse five: redman | |
| Ay yo, watch these 5 s stand up in triple pod. circle back to back, | |
| Scoping all angles. why does hiphop circumference start gettin' tangled? | |
| They drop 1 by 1 in the dark gettin' strangled. i come fresher than summer' s | |
| Eve please. squeeze your wackass amphetamine rhyme drugrelated. i' ll make | |
| Sure your loot and your wife and kids are confiscated. the lawnmower red do | |
| Damage to circuit breakers. go ahead and hype them s up, let ' em go. | |
| Just a blow from the invincible will show ' em i' m original. freeze, i' m like | |
| Baskin and robbin i' m robbing haagendazs. and the whole hit squad target | |
| Ain' t nobody ' with me. the potency that i blow from my mouth. will no | |
| Doubt choke jeeesus. travelin' around the world with no visas or american | |
| Express. just jamaican excess ha!. can i impose on your cipher? been | |
| Rippin' shows since your moms was foldin' your diaper. s see me up top | |
| Dolo daily catch ease 600 v. on the mobile trailin' back to a. t. l. swell some | |
| More heads with that long island sound. that be thicker than cornbread | |
| money. jersey tales from from the hood without sonnny. and i know s | |
| Want me. that' s why my blade keep me company. slice your neck, stick my arm | |
| Down your throat. rip out your artichoke. |
| Verse one: erick sermon | |
| Yo troy, turn me up so i can conductthe disco inferno | |
| Oklahoma aroma uh | |
| I smell the roof on fire without parliament | |
| Just def squad t, dig it | |
| Rhymes i be like liquid swords | |
| You abandon p, real s stay aboard word | |
| I' m flexin' hittin' you in the midsection | |
| Drop for protection. cuttin' you clean like a " c" section | |
| I puts it down in my field. i sport a vest | |
| No need for a brooke eld kneel | |
| E, an african boy with charisma | |
| A lyrical giant bigger than lane bryant | |
| Super rhymes be twilight zone warp speed true indeed | |
| Don' t forget boy i' m still hittin' swithes | |
| In my lexus truck, flaggin' down ugly word up | |
| Verse two: busta rhymes | |
| Erick sermon ya' ll yeah, yeah, yeah. def squad ya' ll yeah, yeah, yeah. | |
| Flipmode squad ya' ll yeah, yeah, yeah. excitement, my lights be nin' on | |
| s. hit with more enligh ent yo. the major difference is in many | |
| Different instances. you drinkin' too much guinesses. now look at all the | |
| Witnesses huh. i told you one thing for sure. when i gets down son, i keep | |
| It raw. break the law from here to arkansas. focus, i be the mostest, the | |
| st. rhyme flow bounce atrocious. bag of , my s smoke this. t | |
| I be stacking in jams. while i be packin' in what' s happening. i' m charged | |
| With interstate and trafficking. rhyme calisthetics will make you see the the | |
| Medic. t will break you down in order for to make m. c.' s like the | |
| Alphabetics. yo, yo just go there practice. the fact is you do not listen. | |
| You go ahead and get slapped up with a cactus. ass backwards, fart on | |
| as just like bdp. i' m fresh for 96 you suckas. keith murray now. | |
| Verse three: keith murray | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah word up. yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah busta rhymes. yeah, yeah, | |
| Yeah, yeah. now if you know the words then you can surely rap along. go | |
| Against the grain and surely get stomped strong. my squad is too high to get | |
| Over. l. o. d. is too low to go under. i' ll rain on your brain and give you | |
| Visions of thunder. see everybody loves keith murray ' cause i' m on the top. | |
| But i know ain' t nobody ' with me if i ever drop. it' s all about the | |
| Bread. spread taught to me by e and red. them s talkin' out the | |
| Side of their head. different day same t. i heard a beat but if e | |
| Didn' t do it then you know i can' t with it. here' s something you all can | |
| Understand. you coming from the you man. livin' in drama comma. | |
| Trauma bubbling like lava. on site bomber to all wack rhymers. and if you | |
| Ain' t tough don' t wear my logo. and if you ain' t fly you can' t play with my | |
| Yoyo. cause who' s pockets is fattest matters. i' ll serve famous keith | |
| Murray' s beef curries. scattered rappers on platters. for tryin' get at us | |
| Knowing we the baddest. with major operation, mental observation status. i | |
| Used to love her then i got some common sense. now it ain' t funny, the | |
| Better have my money word up. | |
| Verse four: jamal | |
| Lace the chronic with the bombbah. hash the tye, blaze ' em up 1 time for my | |
| Partner in crime. who can i on my hip why cause s trip. pull a burner | |
| All you know is a murder occured. a curb swerver wana be server baller. got | |
| Dome call hauled to the mortician for silly ambitious. i' m nice and precise, | |
| Hard like rock. you shook like dice and pop like glock. amy t knock the | |
| Shelves yo, yo. witness this ro, trigga flow, digga ho. s ass | |
| Out, passout, excessively. ' with this manicdepressive will be the | |
| Lesson of your life. spoiled rotten and plottin' and double shottin'. packin' | |
| Always rapping but smacking a lot of action. i am in the house smelling like | |
| Contraband. i demand your mic in hand, seriously as a man run it. | |
| Verse five: redman | |
| Ay yo, watch these 5 s stand up in triple pod. circle back to back, | |
| Scoping all angles. why does hiphop circumference start gettin' tangled? | |
| They drop 1 by 1 in the dark gettin' strangled. i come fresher than summer' s | |
| Eve please. squeeze your wackass amphetamine rhyme drugrelated. i' ll make | |
| Sure your loot and your wife and kids are confiscated. the lawnmower red do | |
| Damage to circuit breakers. go ahead and hype them s up, let ' em go. | |
| Just a blow from the invincible will show ' em i' m original. freeze, i' m like | |
| Baskin and robbin i' m robbing haagendazs. and the whole hit squad target | |
| Ain' t nobody ' with me. the potency that i blow from my mouth. will no | |
| Doubt choke jeeesus. travelin' around the world with no visas or american | |
| Express. just jamaican excess ha!. can i impose on your cipher? been | |
| Rippin' shows since your moms was foldin' your diaper. s see me up top | |
| Dolo daily catch ease 600 v. on the mobile trailin' back to a. t. l. swell some | |
| More heads with that long island sound. that be thicker than cornbread | |
| money. jersey tales from from the hood without sonnny. and i know s | |
| Want me. that' s why my blade keep me company. slice your neck, stick my arm | |
| Down your throat. rip out your artichoke. |
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