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  • Текст песни Doom - Bada Bing

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    [MF Doom]
    Not a lot of bling
    When he do the thing, bada boom, bada bing
    From the womb to the tomb
    Get that ricotta, bada bing, bada boom
    Doom, your reputation precedes you
    Wail 'til you crack and see what "weed" do, you dweeb you
    No pun intended, takes one to know one, will know - it's unscented
    Yo son, demented when them sent it from the other time
    Before everybody and they mother rhyme
    What a crime - beats is the same way
    Make 'em wanna hit the streets with the heat for a lame's pay
    Game day, flag on the play, improper helmet
    Drag on the suede from the gem drop of well spit
    He didn't listen, titty kissin the city glistened
    Depending on what from what position you're sittin
    In the pissy wind, is this thing whistlin?
    Who let the spinnin whisperin djinn in?
    The Villain again? Without a doubt
    That's his name, don't play it out
    Or spray it, when you say it out your mouth
    Then gave him a cold shoulder for a hour
    And told him take a gold shower, for fakin funk, soul power
    ... stocky, short and cocky
    Looked like Apollo Creed after he fought with Rocky
    Rhymed in a broken english slang, not cockney
    Thirteen, his first queen wore hot knock knees
    Had to tell her pops, yo stop cockblockin B
    Hold somethin for your daily yay habit
    Then go, bada-bing-bing-bing like ricochet rabbit
    How 'bout the sicko say stab it?
    There's liquor in the cabinet and a slicker for the crafted
    And Heineken, I told him much obliged friend
    What I gotta spend, if I only touch her thighs then?
    ... why his eyes widened
    He didn't know your man had a nice surprise hidin
    Took pride in ridin in a sly wiseguy grin
    ... real recognize real
    On the microphone, the wheels are mechanized steel
    Please, at least respect your ideals
    How you got her walkin along the stroll in high heels?
    He said her mamma was gettin old
    God bless her poor soul, now no more drama is your role
    Straight to the head
    He know a lot of haters can't wait 'til he dead
    Lead to go, like a ho, to a strange whack housewife
    Only thing he know will change his back do', how trife
    Rules is rules, don't go there
    Stay on sale like a old coat made of mohair
    Keep a snotty chicken on E, the Lone Ranger
    Why everybody always pickin on Danger?
    ... and Doom, maybe it's him
    Called up my lady, told her baby it's slim
    Make me up a margarita I need to take a swim
    Tell them kids remember school - if they let 'em out, cool
    But get the hell from out the pool

    (*BEEP!!*}

    [Master Shake]
    Hey {shithead}, it's me again!
    And you know what? I just heard, IT'S ALL DONE NOW!
    And somehow, I guess you must have lost my number
    You know what?! YOU SUCK!
    YOU SUCK! YOUR MUSIC SUCKS!
    AND I HATE YOUR SUCKY STUPID METAL FACE!
    I hope you BURN, you're going DOWN
    This is the last big mistake, you'll ever make
    YOU SUCK!!! I HATE YOUR GUTS!
    ...
    But, if there is another project in the future please keep me in mind
    Thank you

    {*phone hangs up*}

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