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