How's That

How's That - Keith Murray/Erick Sermon/Redman

Lyrics by：Keith Murray|Erick Sermon|R. Noble

Composed by：Keith Murray|Erick Sermon|R. Noble

Huahhhhh

Ha ha ayyaah owww owww

Funked out word is bond word is bond

Then you ayyyayyyah ha

In the mother in the motherf**kin' house

With a dick in your mouth

Word is bond word is bond

I freak a technique goin' way back like just-ice

And don't think twice because I'm nice

I come from the mothership unknown to man

With a blunt in my hand a mic in the other hand

God d**n I slam I jam like this

Sure nuff my rap style is cold crush

And plus I tears the roof off the mothersucker

My brother fly s**t that makes stevie wonder

Heyyyy who can it be now watch out

It's the e live in 3-d with keith and R-E-D

I gets down for my troops

And I ahh get-it get-it get-it like luke

For those who don't believe my skills get these

I got mad expertise for all you duck MC's

I'm funky like G thing my n***a

I wanna know who's up in here before

I pull the trigger

Is New York up in here hell yeah

Is def squad up in here hell yeah

Is NJ up in here hell yeah

The green beret's up in here hell yeah

Yeah

Da da de da da

Da da de da da

Da da de da da

Verbally I sew the frame up like trapper

John md got nine millis made of lacquer

Count dracula back with the tow-truck with the

Get biz like mark fuel-injected like maximus

My style sicker than an aids victim drinkin'

Forty-five malt liquors

I roll the spliff up

The underground slam shock like shazam

Check my jams get def when I kick methods like man

Computerized robocop sounds I drop in sequence

Funky to death so ask that old b***h where the beef went

When I do 'em I glue 'em stick 'em like patrick ewing

My s**t bumps like puerto rican people moved in

Next door I get raw with the grrrahhhh

Call four-one-one 'cause I'm ghetto red hot

Bo bo bo funk doctor spock catch a bruisin

My style gets respect fifty muslims

You hang on strings like loose ends

With my hands on the nine

Watch yo nugget b***h I get busy with mines

How's that 'cause I gets busy with mines

How's that 'cause I gets busy with mines

How's that 'cause I gets busy with mines

How's that 'cause I gets busy with mines

It's Keith Murray

I come rollin' in when I see that low flow

Heckuva foe heard a gun and settled for a metaphor

I'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets

Murderin who should ever try to f**k with me

Murray word is bond gets it on

And ready to blow any n***a out

The cypher of the sniper hype at dawn

Long live def to the squad

And we smokin' everybody out there s**t it ain't that hard

I brings classic drama microphone enbalmer

Have your momma beg behind bars for your kidneys tomorrow

My murderous apprentice e dub

Makes hard funk beats that I become part of

When I be like A-E-I-O-U or battle

N***as be like who who who who who like night owls

The most beautifullest thing in this world

Is I shitted and y'all was with it dig it