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Microwave Mayo

アーティスト:MF Doom  アルバム:Born Like This 

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Chain smokin beedies til his brain's broken completely Get back on his feet, work out and eat some Wheaties Greedy for the cheese, please, most couldn't fathom Had em in the cobra clutch, when he spat the mad hymn gems Collection of brats, timbs and hats Had no time for the pitty pat, I'll give em that The rhythm hit em back with a right hook Shook it off, quarter shiner, thought it was a aight look Depends on the shades, the end of days fades Pretenders lay in dazes on stages DOOM malaise Eat it up, microphone, microwave mayonnaise His own way was strange but it matters not Tuned into a frequency tone that shattered rock Hold it down like Shatner do Spock Rapper jocks... need to put a sock in they chatter box The block got lied to VIAC stock Folks gather round it's no joke like knock knock It's them, they came home to roost ya'll And watch em transform the game to the rules of foosball She's too small. Any questions? Him could squeeze blood from a penny in a recession Keep guessin' It gets deeper than depression The power of suggestion awake or sleep, peep the lesson Dig that beat Ripped it with metal fingers


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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