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76 - skittlesdidthat & mf doom lyrics

[sample]
so josh, what you think?
get the f*ck out of here!

[verse 1: mf doom]
i remember when, last past november when
clown kid got pounded in with the timberlands
they left him trembling, he was not remembering:
never tuck your denim in just to floss an emblem
some would debate you, “wait, the fella ate gelatin
or he been listening in to what his weathermens was telling him”
when i could feel it in my melanin, it’s compelling
us to break them off, no reassembling
no science*fiction to no theater near you, coming soon to
f*ck with you frequently like how phases of the moon would do
you could gather ’round like it was an eclipse
just don’t look directly to the b*tch, you may be blinded by the glimpsepass the l, the last to tussle in them shirttails
all hail, king geedorah, the third rail
700 volts holds rap to a standstill
fool ignore the rule, f*ck up and get his man k!lled
two bottles of dom got his hands filled
and so goes the days of our lives as the hourglass sand spill
and built with passion and a glass of the ‘ze

[verse 2: mf doom]
and i knew it was the last day … wig*twisting season
when some could get their wigs twisted back within reason
mostly with these crimes of treason
and you’ll be lucky if there’s no squeezing even this evening
from how he’s feeling, thrilling choice of flow is sick
he’s the villain with the million dollar voice*throw trick
he’s like a ventriloquist, with his fist in the speaker’s back
couldn’t think of no uniquer track, nope, sneak attack
it don’t really matter how big them is. so much as a nipple
cause you could have a chick with d*triple
‘cept the nipple little. just hot off the griddle
like how he do monkey rhymers, like monkey*in*the*middle by his d*mn self
ain’t no average mc ahead of me
getting cheddar instead of the probably better pedigree
with nicknames, sick games as rick james
messy games, sci*fly such as jesse james
blast, i figure, ass*hawking ass titty l!cker
last one to walk up in, fast*talking city sl!cker
got bagged cause of the dirty chick with make*up
bail out quick for the 7: 30 wake*up
my only backup was an a*cup, as far as may
to when the leaves turn red and gold to nimrod earthday
all else? worthless to say

- skittlesdidthat mf doom lyrics

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