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  • Текст песни MF Doom - Doomsday

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    Mic check...
    Come through, dig the sound!
    Crowd around!
    I used to cop a lot
    But never copped no drop
    Hold mics like pony tails, tight, in [????]
    Stop and stick around
    Come through and dig the sound
    Of the fly brown six-o sicko psycho who throws his dick around
    Bound to go three-plat
    Came to destroy rap
    It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strap
    [? Vemstack?] cats get kidnapped
    Then release a statement to the press - let the rest know who did that
    Metal Face terrorists claim responsibility
    Broken household name usually said in hostility
    Um... what... MF, you silly
    I'd like to take "Mens to the End" for two milli'
    "Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!" That's a audio daily double
    Rappers need to fall off just to save me the trouble, yo
    Watch your own back
    Came in and go out alone, black
    Stay in the zone - turn H2O to Cognac
    On Doomsday!
    Ever since the womb �til I'm back where my brother went
    That's what my tomb will say
    Right above my government, Doom will lay
    Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
    I wrote this one in B.C. D.C. O-section
    If you don't believe me, go get bagged and check then
    Cell number 17, up under the top bunk
    I say this not to be mean, wish bad luck or pop junk
    Pop the trunk on See-Cipher-Punk, leave him left scraped
    God forbid, if there ain't no escape, blame MF tape
    Definition "super-villain": a killer who love children
    One who is well-skilled in destruction, as well as building
    While Sidney Sheldon teaches the trife to be trifer
    I'm trading science fiction with my man the live lifer
    A pied piper holler a rhyme, a dollar and a dime
    Do his thing, ring around the white collar crime
    Get out my face, askin' �bout my case, need toothpaste
    Fresher mint, monkey-style nigga get [?dentadent?]
    And dope fiends still in they teens, shook niggas turn witness
    Real mens mind their own business
    That's the difference between sissy-pissy rappers that's double-dutch
    How come I hold the microphone double-clutch
    C.O.'s make rounds, never have �ox found
    On shakedown, lock-down, wet dreams of Fox' Brown
    On Doomsday!
    Ever since the womb �til I'm back where my brother went
    That's what my tomb will say
    Right above my government, Doom will lay
    Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
    Doomsday
    Every since the womb �til I'm back to the essence
    Read it off the tomb
    Either engraved or unmarked grave, who's to say?
    Pass the mic like "Pass the peas like they used to say"
    Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk
    I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool how ladies from Cali talk
    Never let her interfere with the Yeti ghetto slang
    Nicknames [? off nipple and tip of nipples?].metal fang
    Known amongst hoes for the bang-bang
    Known amongst foes for flow with no talking orangutangs
    Only gin and Tang
    Guzzled out a rusty tin can
    Me and this mic is like yin and yang
    Clang! Crime don't pay, listen, youth
    It's like me holding up the line at the kissing booth
    I took her back to the truck, she was uncouth
    Spittin' all out the sunroof, through her missing tooth
    But then she has a sexy voice, sound like Jazzy Joyce
    So I turned it up faster than a speeding knife
    Strong enough to please a wife
    Able to drop today's math in the 48 keys of life
    Cut the crap far as rap
    Touch the mic, get the same thing a Arab will do to you for stealing
    What the devil? He's on another level
    It's a word! No, a name! MF - the super-villain!

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