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  • Текст песни MF Doom - Vomit

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    It's the beat, he hear it in his sleep sometime
    Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at them rhymes
    Real rhymes, not your everyday hologram
    Even when ribs were touchin' never swallowed the ham

    He'd rather eat a sand sandwich salad
    It might need salt like your man's bland ballad
    A lot of stuff happens that the news won't tell you's
    Loose all L juice, snooze all hell loose

    Rake it, take it like the good, the bad, the ugly
    Break it rollin' through your hood in the caddy buggy
    Butter softy, leather flossy, fatty juggy
    Always threw me off when she told me, '€œDaddy, funk me'€

    I'm like anywho's
    Seeds walkin' all out in street without any shoes
    I guess it's better than some funky socks
    You need to get her some skips before she catch the monkey pocks

    Instead she wants to hear the beatbox
    Take pills and make fake krills as sheetrock
    Sing it, bring it back to your laboratory
    While he's in his oratory, glorious like a horror story

    The mask is like Jason
    They told the place not to let the basket type case in
    He could be some kind of wacko
    Waiting for the chance to heat the pipes like a crack hoe

    He busted in, blessed be the Lord
    Who believe any mess then read up on the message board
    If so I got bridges for the low, low
    Same bitch a go dry snitchin' to the popo

    Yeah, orange peal stoges for the hotel
    Feel like I have been gone over a year, came home to old gear
    It was the shit when I first scooped it
    At least I get to sit out in New York and curse, stupid

    Plead the fifth, sip wine stiffly
    Patiently come up and be spiffy in a jiffy
    Gift for the grind, criminal mind shifty
    Swift with the nine through a fifty nine fifty

    Well edjumacated, he heard it when he meditated
    In deep data, had her hate the Greek plata
    Dedicated cheap skater who keeps data
    Sage stays self medicated and sleep later

    Side effects is similar to sugar pill
    Whoever go next on the mic he put a bugger ill
    And made his exit on some calm shit
    Begged him on the regular for kegs of more vomitspit

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