| Song | Dip Dip Di |
| Artist | Keith Murray |
| Album | The Most Beautifullest Thing In This World |
| 作词 : Kirkpatrick, Murray, Sermon | |
| Intro: Ha ha ha | |
| Def Squads in the house. | |
| One more time. | |
| Hostile word up. | |
| Keith Murray representin' ?. | |
| Yeah Verse 1: | |
| Keith Murray gets busy most beautifully | |
| Got Hostile with | |
| E.D. in 93 | |
| Yo it's a small small world out there so prepare and beware | |
| Because I'm coming out rougher this yeah ah yeah | |
| Now you know | |
| I don't care | |
| With a hardrock funk style that's pretty much out there (word up) | |
| With the wickedest episodes on the globe | |
| With my patterns are murderous poetry unfold | |
| My vocabilation is out of your imagination (We Slam like Onyx on your radio station) | |
| I'm internationally known from the east to the west coast | |
| I like hot butter on my breakfast toast | |
| Why chase the bass of the base of my face | |
| When you know what kind of bitch you are in the first place | |
| I bust phat rap caps miraculously | |
| Come across me for a little something for everybody | |
| You're all in the mustard and can't ketchup | |
| I wreck up like a tech up so go get a check up | |
| Hook: I dip dip di your face in the place | |
| I dip dip di in your face...and brings the drama like | |
| Jason (x2) | |
| Verse 2: The one and only philly blunt king | |
| Murray Apostrophy | |
| Keith chief of the phontom leaf | |
| I Takes It | |
| To The Streets over raggady ruff beats | |
| And I turns beef into minks meat | |
| Now who wanna test? | |
| Compound or stress? | |
| Yes I'll hurt that chest just like a vest never the less | |
| I still writes like a mad journalist | |
| In the heart of the funk of this who is this? | |
| Drainin' your brain you can't maintain | |
| Please Keith come back kiss away the pain | |
| With bloody murder you never heard of | |
| Click like the | |
| Def Squad comin' more ubsurder | |
| I cert a, for the way | |
| I hurt a and murder (yeah) | |
| Tracks way before the hard hit of cracks | |
| Way before the | |
| Gotti and the | |
| Angles fought backs | |
| Yeah I brung drama like | |
| Jason Hook | |
| Verse 3: And we be blowin' up the spot like nitroglycerin | |
| For those who be listenin' | |
| I be rolling like perellies on | |
| Michellins | |
| Simpleton, | |
| I gets retarded like | |
| Bart Simpson | |
| Vicous and superstitious hit you with snitchy stitches | |
| There will be repentance when | |
| I cast my sentence | |
| I bite with a vengence, you can tell in every fuckin' sentence | |
| That I'm finestly cruel with ink in my think tank | |
| Remember the current with my memory bank | |
| Point blank | |
| I'm ranked number one (yes my son) | |
| So eat a dick up...and hiccup |
| zuò cí : Kirkpatrick, Murray, Sermon | |
| Intro: Ha ha ha | |
| Def Squads in the house. | |
| One more time. | |
| Hostile word up. | |
| Keith Murray representin' ?. | |
| Yeah Verse 1: | |
| Keith Murray gets busy most beautifully | |
| Got Hostile with | |
| E. D. in 93 | |
| Yo it' s a small small world out there so prepare and beware | |
| Because I' m coming out rougher this yeah ah yeah | |
| Now you know | |
| I don' t care | |
| With a hardrock funk style that' s pretty much out there word up | |
| With the wickedest episodes on the globe | |
| With my patterns are murderous poetry unfold | |
| My vocabilation is out of your imagination We Slam like Onyx on your radio station | |
| I' m internationally known from the east to the west coast | |
| I like hot butter on my breakfast toast | |
| Why chase the bass of the base of my face | |
| When you know what kind of bitch you are in the first place | |
| I bust phat rap caps miraculously | |
| Come across me for a little something for everybody | |
| You' re all in the mustard and can' t ketchup | |
| I wreck up like a tech up so go get a check up | |
| Hook: I dip dip di your face in the place | |
| I dip dip di in your face... and brings the drama like | |
| Jason x2 | |
| Verse 2: The one and only philly blunt king | |
| Murray Apostrophy | |
| Keith chief of the phontom leaf | |
| I Takes It | |
| To The Streets over raggady ruff beats | |
| And I turns beef into minks meat | |
| Now who wanna test? | |
| Compound or stress? | |
| Yes I' ll hurt that chest just like a vest never the less | |
| I still writes like a mad journalist | |
| In the heart of the funk of this who is this? | |
| Drainin' your brain you can' t maintain | |
| Please Keith come back kiss away the pain | |
| With bloody murder you never heard of | |
| Click like the | |
| Def Squad comin' more ubsurder | |
| I cert a, for the way | |
| I hurt a and murder yeah | |
| Tracks way before the hard hit of cracks | |
| Way before the | |
| Gotti and the | |
| Angles fought backs | |
| Yeah I brung drama like | |
| Jason Hook | |
| Verse 3: And we be blowin' up the spot like nitroglycerin | |
| For those who be listenin' | |
| I be rolling like perellies on | |
| Michellins | |
| Simpleton, | |
| I gets retarded like | |
| Bart Simpson | |
| Vicous and superstitious hit you with snitchy stitches | |
| There will be repentance when | |
| I cast my sentence | |
| I bite with a vengence, you can tell in every fuckin' sentence | |
| That I' m finestly cruel with ink in my think tank | |
| Remember the current with my memory bank | |
| Point blank | |
| I' m ranked number one yes my son | |
| So eat a dick up... and hiccup |