I try to find myself in the shadows of my room, but I was suffocated by vacant walls, and solitude. Knee deep and losing sleep, can't find yourself when
freak by nature, can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya Drink your style down straight wit' no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini-Mac to your back As soon as one
at the top of the food chain And I should get an award for slept on peeps So this beat'll be perfect for my acceptance speech Forever loved in your city
[Verse One: Keith Murray] Haaah! (wooooooo!) Yeah, (hah, hah, hah, hah) L.O.D. Keith Murray, Def Squad Mista, Mista, Mista, Mista Smith You wanna hit? (
through My treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blue The angels beckon me, from heaven's open doors And a nigga can't feel at home, in this world no more Feel at
get at these thoughts, get on the train-er I'ma af'ta learn ya bwoy, ya not fi come wit de sum'n Microphone check one, no frontin You niggaz is mimin
[Verse One: Keith Murray] Haaah! (wooooooo!) Yeah, (hah, hah, hah, hah) L.O.D. Keith Murray, Def Squad Mista, Mista, Mista, Mista Smith You wanna hit
