What I’m After (Remix)

[Intro: Keith Murray, DoItAll] Just call my name and I'll be there in a hurry What I'm after, what I'm after, what I'm after Niggas ain't ready for this shit here, word up DoItAll, DoItAll, ah, ah [Verse 1: DoItAll] My verbal images test niggas like a scrimmage So back that ass up and let this brown brother finish Quick to leave 'em pop-eyed without the fuckin' spinach My edition ain't new, and the name ain't Michael Bivins Brings your boys and your two men, and watch them all get ruined By K-Def, and can't forget the L.O.D. crew and What I'm after? Disaster, 'cause nothin' brings it faster Or quicker, especially when I'm high off this liquor So niggas watch out, come up off the trigger But this here bullets hittin' Billboards in its liver So step, don't stare, here's the case for the place I'll leave it all blown without a thing to trace So Keith, where you at, nigga? (Right here) Jazz, hit me quicker And Funke, break it down 'til they particles glitter I swear to God, my crew is sick like the mob With mad rhyme niggas who can make that head bob Here I bring, DoItAll, Keith Murray, and the Funke So what I'm after, bitches, is the props, plaques, and monies Where you at, nigga? I want my cash and my grip Or y'all punk bitches is bound to get hit I swear to God, my heart on chicks like a bomb Kaboom, kaboom, now y'all niggas is gone So check it out y'all 'cause I'm dope on the plastic Hahaha, now suffocate with the bastard [Chorus: All, Keith Murray] I know you, you know me (Ayo) It's the Lords of the Underground with the L.O.D (It's Keith Murray with the Lords in this piece) With the knick knack patty wack, break a nigga's back (Word is bond, Def Squad, all that shit) And if it come to that, we got the gat in the knapsack (Niggas poppin' that bullshit) I know you, you know me (Word is bond, call me out) It's the Lords of the Underground with the L.O.D (I don't give a fiduck) With the knick knack patty wack, break a nigga's back (What, take it to the streets) And if it come to that, we got the gat in the knapsack [Verse 2: Keith Murray] Ayo, let's battle with the style that crowd choose Defeatin' me is not findin' a word in the dictionary that I use First of all, I stress niggas like AIDS tests I'll wax half you rappers, let the Lords take the rest Fuck fame, keep it real, street, call my name I'll run up on ya, put drama all in your blood vein (Yo, Keith, what you mean?) I'll run up on you with a dirty needle filled with dope fiend Put it in your bloodstream I'll pop your top like a Guinness Stout Chop your ass up and bury ya somewhere down south Don't get it twisted, I never knew your punk ass L.O.D. crew existed Y'all niggas is unlisted Keep my waves glarin', got niggas starin' But I ain't carin' 'cause my Squad is Def and they ain't hearin' Shit comin' from the inadequate side Y'all niggas fuck around and catch a ambulance ride You got beef with Keith, be discreet I'll push all y'all motherfuckers' wigs back to the white meat Niggas jealous 'cause my style is butter Parkay But I'ma keep doin' this shit my way I'll train my junior L.O.D. platoon to murder niggas up on the moon Soon niggas will see that Keith Murray ain't havin' it All y'all niggas is pussy, I'm doin' it my way [Chorus: All] I know you, you know me It's the Lords of the Underground with the L.O.D With the knick knack patty wack, break a nigga's back And if it come to that, we got the gat in the knapsack I know you, you know me It's the Lords of the Underground with the L.O.D With the knick knack patty wack, break a nigga's back And if it come to that, we got the gat in the knapsack [Verse 3: Mr. Funke] I, in the the name of the supreme grandmaster of the universe Have been sent to Earth (Who are you?) Emperor Gamma Funkula From the planet Jupiter, interplanetary superstar Why don't you tell me what you're after while you're rhymin' Earth currency, gold, platinum and your diamonds See, God decided there was too many MC's Crowdin' up the planet, causin' famine and disease So now I must divide through space and time Bring fire from hell to the skies I am the future, battle and you wush, nigga I'll be all up in you like a douche, nigga See, I don't battle, fool, I wage wars The likes of which you never saw, uncut raw You wanna play? Situation gettin' steamier Feel them gamma rays, break you down like leukemia Sometimes I sit and wonder what you tryna rhyme for Tryna get with me, I teach MC's skills like Job Corp See, I was sent to Earth because there's something outta order All you fools are corny, must be something in the water I grab the mic and get lifted like Keith Murray Make all wack MC's remove themselves in a hurry Word is bond, Lords of the Underground got it goin' on In your town, I'll be ballin' on and on, check it out [Chorus: All] I know you, you know me It's the Lords of the Underground with the L.O.D With the knick knack patty wack, break a nigga's back And if it come to that, we got the gat in the knapsack I know you, you know me It's the Lords of the Underground with the L.O.D With the knick knack patty wack, break a nigga's back And if it come to that, we got the gat in the knapsack [Outro: Keith Murray, DoItAll] Funk from the street Yes, I'm comin' live so unshuffle your feet, nigga Yeah, 50 Grand's on the fuckin' creep, nigga That's why I'm comin' in with the L.O.D With the knick knack