Keith Murray Life on the Street Lyrics

It's a Beautiful Thing Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Intro
  • 2 When I Rap
  • 3 Incredible
  • 4 Some Shit
  • 5 Bodega Skit
  • 6 Slap Somebody
  • 7 Secret Indictment
  • 8 Radio
  • 9 Intersection
  • 10 Shut the F*ck Up
  • 11 Interlude
  • 12 Media
  • 13 Life on the Street
  • 14 Ride Wit Us
  • 15 Jungle Boogie
  • 16 High as Hell
  • 17 Bad Day
  • 18 A Message From Keith
  • 19 My Life
  • Intro:
    Mass hysteria illusion widespread across the world. Riots are reported in
    London and the United Nations is calling for an emergency meeting.

    Verse 1:
    A-Yo back in the day I sold hand to hand crack
    Escapin' jail all day to get my money back
    Starving' so bad that my stomach touched my back
    Anywhere that I went yo I didn't know how to act
    Oh his chain is phat
    **** that snatch that flash the gat
    When all I really wanted to do was rap (1,2 y'all)
    I've been preparing for this moment for years so step back
    Cla clack take that catch a heart attack
    I am the illest MC on the streets today
    But fans say wack rappers shouldn't come my way
    But I say
    I destroy crews like an AK
    Well OK please explain why you talk this way
    Cause you can sell a million records and be wack (word up)
    You can have mad skills and don't sell jack
    It got my brain racin', heart pacin', fightin' incarceration
    On the Internet in front of the whole nation
    In front of the judge with a grudge and no budge
    And no love
    That's how it is when you a thug
    If push comes to shove I rise above
    And stay dedicated to rap like ghetto love

    "Ooh street life there's a thousand parts to play
    Street Life. Until you play your life away ooow"

    Verse 2:
    Me and my peeps on the creep deep like sleep
    Hip in heat in the seat of the jeep
    The more I try to get out the more I realize I can't
    So I roll with the beat and sing the war chant
    The power and the struggle in the concrete jungle
    And the troubles in the rubbles of the brothers on the bubble
    And yeah I heard your story your ****in' *****s bore me
    On how you goin' out in the blaze of glory
    You ask Joe you sad as John Doe
    You can fool some heads but the real *****s know (word up)
    *****s try to get on the mic with no skills
    I got one question for you
    How that **** feel?
    You feel you keepin' it real but you fake as a three dollar bill
    My grandmother has more skill
    My man A+ put the bug in my ear
    But don't make me open that door and have to go there


    Verse 3:
    Truethfully I went from havin' nothing to eat
    To eatin' a feast
    I went from chillin' on the streets to livin' in phat suites
    I went from a twenty four hour day crime wave
    To workin' in the studio with E gettin' paid
    And it ain't no mystery people know the history behind me
    And if you don't ask somebody on the street
    But Murray never worry the girls love me very
    Make a hit record quick fast in a hurry
    Total captivation domination with conversation
    That'll be talked about by the younger generation
    Remedial MCs will always implement violence
    That's because they ain't got no talent
    So I suggest you rest and learn about the heart in your chest
    Never the less **** who's bein' the best
    More small rappers unite for world peace (word up)
    And take back our streets yo


    Written by: Joe Sample, Will Jennings
    Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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