Cookin Soul – Rhyme

Lyrics Rhyme – Cookin Soul

Yeah uh, one time for your mind
Mr. Murray once again
Uncontrollable, keepin’ it jiggy
You know what I’m sayin’
Ice, strictly ice
Check me out, check it out

Now for next to little or nothin’ I be rippin’ up every function
With scientifical mad man consumptions
With mass productions of mass conjunctions
I display new ways of MC destruction
‘Cause ain’t nothin’ better than the s**t I got
Makin’ n**gas jump off the roof and roof-tops
I put the hip in hop and the don’t in stop
And the clips in Glocks, then I rock box your block

My hypothesis on this is
You n**gas better come in terms of my vocabulary quick
Or get dissed, my brain bleeds mental complex feeds
Bring it on, kid, I got exactly what you need
Twisted metaphors to get your a*s in star wars
I’ma live forever like Bob Marley just because
The mad matador metaphor rips the hard core
For him and his, them and theirs, you and yours

And it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I said it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I keep it jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
We keep it be wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
‘Cause it be jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
And it be wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy

The most beautifullest vocabulist
Punches phony mc’s dead in their esophogaus
My analysis is roughly callouses
You better practice if you want to challenge this
I’m symbolic to the sun, moon and stars
You gettin’ knocked out the box no matter who you are
The funk phat tracks lures you to listen
As my vocals bend your brain up in the fetal position

Learn a quick lesson of mic aggression
So when I walk down the street there’ll be no second guessing
Now you can walk the walk, talk the talk
Pack burners all day but you’re still fireproof like an ashtray
I’m a scientist in the mix like Plyx
Turnin’ all you fly emcees back into maggots
Top prop soil, watch me bubble and boil
Keep it Grand Royal as you fold like foil

And it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I said it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I keep it jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
We keep it be wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
‘Cause it be jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
And it be wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy

I played the many thousand roles of street life
Showed Whodini that the freaks come out in broad daylight
Me and my crew be tight like Lavren and Shirley
Rollin’ through all ya’lls hoods pullin all ya’lls fly girlies
Emcee’s always b**chin’, that makes my style all hard
I roll with nobody but God and the Squad
Me and my troops be knockin n**gas out the size of Zeus
Lettin the OJ juice loose on phat tracks E-d produced

And it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I said it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I keep it jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
We keep it be wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy
‘Cause it be jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy
And it be wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy

And it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I said it beez like that sometimes
‘Cause I can’t control the rhyme
I keep it jiggy, jiggy, jiggy, jiggy…

Written by Keith Murray
Produced by Cookin Soul
Cookin Soul | 2023

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