| Song | The Carnage - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Keith Murray |
| Artist | Joe Hooker |
| Album | He's Keith Murray |
| 作曲 : Keith Murray & Melvin Carter & Harve Pierre | |
| 作词 : Carter, Murray, Pierre | |
| (chorus) just because you came here | |
| doesnt mean that you can stay | |
| just because you woke up this mornin' | |
| doesnt mean you can stay awake | |
| yo the streets is hungry (word) | |
| its time to eat most definitely | |
| grab ya plate | |
| get ya knifes and ya forks yea | |
| Keith Murray Get ready | |
| verse1 | |
| yo as i look out at the high rise | |
| and right about my life into the sunrise | |
| lookin at the smoke where the twin towers stood | |
| 40 blocks away 40 stories high i could see it good | |
| but we been at war and under attack | |
| we got P.O.W.s fightin to get back (in jail) | |
| and these affected by the poverty war | |
| we pack gats frontline and will endure | |
| i go to bed with god and wake up with the devil | |
| in a battle i blacked out and beat a man with a shovel | |
| its obligatory that you hear my side of the story | |
| he had the face a fearshaken like a leaf on a tree | |
| you just another potential casualty | |
| this is a walk n corpse song and the beat is your conspiracy theory | |
| and the time is getting more scary | |
| so pack when neccessary and say your L.O.D. Hail Marys | |
| (chorus x 2) | |
| verse 2 | |
| yo im eye of a tiger inside the head of a liar | |
| give 'em pure hell brimstone and fire | |
| this is MC canniballism by connoisseur | |
| from the lyrical lexicon metador of metaphor | |
| yo from the little voice in my conscience | |
| i might just leave your f**kin ass unconscience | |
| yea i seen you wit with that smirk on | |
| you little f**kin clown i turn that smile into an upside down frown | |
| produce chaos in the culture of the enemy | |
| you will never posses the skills to defeat me | |
| i be the all eye seein you hear it sporadic | |
| i rhyme at will be on your ass automatic | |
| with thoughts of power i rain thunder showers | |
| i eat alot of brain food and you'll get devoured | |
| man hunt chase of the night stalker off da leash walker | |
| my dog is a fire barker | |
| (chorus x 2) | |
| verse 3 | |
| yo from the instinctual coming of the insect | |
| to the mind of a genius and the heart of a prophet | |
| to them bootlegged niggas and the chicks that cop it | |
| ask anyone they know how the f**k drop it | |
| n coastin constant motion essential | |
| with futition nuclear potential | |
| you hear a cold whisper you see da mask of a phantom acts wailin | |
| deranged assailant | |
| i tame the rage, isolate,chase and kill my prey | |
| walk the lion outta da cage | |
| and thats a part of life or should i say death | |
| reach in your mouth snatch out ya very last breath | |
| searchin my subconscience for the meaning | |
| im sweatin blood bullets cause my whole world is bleedin | |
| Ooooo now check how i come at you | |
| i will eat you defeat you i'm parasitical | |
| (chorus x 4) | |
| theres no where you can run | |
| no way to hide | |
| the world is a cage and we all locked inside | |
| so you might as well fight to survive | |
| yea yea |
| zuò qǔ : Keith Murray Melvin Carter Harve Pierre | |
| zuò cí : Carter, Murray, Pierre | |
| chorus just because you came here | |
| doesnt mean that you can stay | |
| just because you woke up this mornin' | |
| doesnt mean you can stay awake | |
| yo the streets is hungry word | |
| its time to eat most definitely | |
| grab ya plate | |
| get ya knifes and ya forks yea | |
| Keith Murray Get ready | |
| verse1 | |
| yo as i look out at the high rise | |
| and right about my life into the sunrise | |
| lookin at the smoke where the twin towers stood | |
| 40 blocks away 40 stories high i could see it good | |
| but we been at war and under attack | |
| we got P. O. W. s fightin to get back in jail | |
| and these affected by the poverty war | |
| we pack gats frontline and will endure | |
| i go to bed with god and wake up with the devil | |
| in a battle i blacked out and beat a man with a shovel | |
| its obligatory that you hear my side of the story | |
| he had the face a fearshaken like a leaf on a tree | |
| you just another potential casualty | |
| this is a walk n corpse song and the beat is your conspiracy theory | |
| and the time is getting more scary | |
| so pack when neccessary and say your L. O. D. Hail Marys | |
| chorus x 2 | |
| verse 2 | |
| yo im eye of a tiger inside the head of a liar | |
| give ' em pure hell brimstone and fire | |
| this is MC canniballism by connoisseur | |
| from the lyrical lexicon metador of metaphor | |
| yo from the little voice in my conscience | |
| i might just leave your f kin ass unconscience | |
| yea i seen you wit with that smirk on | |
| you little f kin clown i turn that smile into an upside down frown | |
| produce chaos in the culture of the enemy | |
| you will never posses the skills to defeat me | |
| i be the all eye seein you hear it sporadic | |
| i rhyme at will be on your ass automatic | |
| with thoughts of power i rain thunder showers | |
| i eat alot of brain food and you' ll get devoured | |
| man hunt chase of the night stalker off da leash walker | |
| my dog is a fire barker | |
| chorus x 2 | |
| verse 3 | |
| yo from the instinctual coming of the insect | |
| to the mind of a genius and the heart of a prophet | |
| to them bootlegged niggas and the chicks that cop it | |
| ask anyone they know how the f k drop it | |
| n coastin constant motion essential | |
| with futition nuclear potential | |
| you hear a cold whisper you see da mask of a phantom acts wailin | |
| deranged assailant | |
| i tame the rage, isolate, chase and kill my prey | |
| walk the lion outta da cage | |
| and thats a part of life or should i say death | |
| reach in your mouth snatch out ya very last breath | |
| searchin my subconscience for the meaning | |
| im sweatin blood bullets cause my whole world is bleedin | |
| Ooooo now check how i come at you | |
| i will eat you defeat you i' m parasitical | |
| chorus x 4 | |
| theres no where you can run | |
| no way to hide | |
| the world is a cage and we all locked inside | |
| so you might as well fight to survive | |
| yea yea |