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Danger Doom( Dangerdoom )
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El Chupa Nibre
Why did you buy this album? I don't know why you did You're stupid Go *** yourself
The super flow with more jokes than Bazooka Joe A mix between Superfly Snuka and a superhoe Chew a MC like El Chupa Nibre Digest a group and sell the poop on eBay
Danger with the vest screamin, 'Shoot the DJ!' DOOM clickin' over two chickens, three-way Four in the five, a cork on the freeway Villain, find a way to make 'em pay whatever we say
State your intentions I really love your tape but I hate your inventions Very well, what you want, a brownie? He took off the mask and whispered, 'Put me where you found me'
He kept his paper digits in a chunk Once joined a rap, click midgets into crunk He did a solo on the oboe Coulda sold a million, then the villain went for dolo
And cited creative differences Basically they hated, he left no jaded witnesses Rappers suck, when they spit, I doubt 'em The crap they sing about you'll wanna slap the *** *** outta 'em
Psst, time waits for no man On a blind date, a lover with a slow chrome hand Judged him by his shoes, hot smelly brogan Budged him with the news, called him pot-bellied Conan
No prick barbarian, a strict bear-atarian Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com A sick pair of merry men The beat is like a swift kick in the rear end The stiff *** made her lose her lipstick and hairpin
He said, 'Damn, act like you know me Even with the mask on, show me what you owe me' Tell her brush her grill and wash her face and *** a homey Dumile got her like Inuyasha got Kagome
What we have here is a failure to communicate If you gonna hate, might at least get your rumors straight About DOOM, the great, a lot more confident Came a long way since the days we had to rhyme for rent
It was time well spent, vented, spelt and dented Hell-bented and heaven-scented A wire is dead, he's in it for the cash flow I'd like to send a big up to Firehead Lazzo
Let a brother know once you lasso Hasbro So when he come with Destro, he gets no hassle Could hardly get a word in And wonderin' what the damage is to retain Harvey Birdman?
Yo, uh, Danger, it's me, your old buddy, Shake Ah, I heard you're doin' a little project and uh, y'know I hear you talked to some other people And I thought you were smarter than that
But obviously, I am wrong 'Cause you know my rappin' is the **** I don't give it out for free though So uh, I'll do it, feel free to call me at my number, which you have
- Special thanks to L for correcting the lyric.
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