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Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the rain Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the chain Then kick a lungee of the tip of his timbo And trick a honey dip into a game of of strip limbo Odd... He couldn't find no remorse A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse Of course his technique was from a divine source Never new the price of ice or what swine cost One guy tried to bite the heat That's when he discovered the other other white meat Ohhhh, the one they hate so well He sure keeps it pyscho like the old bates motel They came to ask him for a least some new tracks But only got confronted by the beast with two backs Knock... Mouse is a made man Villain laid it down like the best laid plan [?] the cat who the hell is that near the middle Got y'all but it's not all bare and skittles Prepare the viddles, got riddles and spittles Crystal clear to the jock or the tittle TSSSS.. It's hot off the griddle Came to take the cake wether it's a lot or a little KABOOM... DOOM is nervous large You could tell by his Blooming room service charge Dark and tall to boot The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a coot SongtexteUsed to rent a van from Peter Pan to red and tan And keep the human foot for his dead man's hand This was when the mask was brand spanking new Before it got rusted from drinking all the brew [Sniff] Stankin' too, pew Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe Spat what he knew, energy for true To all fake rappers, twenty-three skidoo Excuse you, any room in the class front? For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last month Doom a human in the mask I'm on the stunt Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt Keep the streets, we got the city needing conquered Discreetly with the city till they be completely bonkered The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it His own brandishing, if only he could bottle it Hmm.. Nah she could get messy Feds tried to tortue him for the secret recipe He said: It's no use, I only know half No speake de english. I only do the math Zzzzz. Felt no pain His brain was saturated with cocaine and Rogaine He said: Try scan no thing three-card dead fly man go for bling he got bled I jam over sting, see spots red I am "Sofa King, We Todd Ed" Aus Songtexte Mania