[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
Lyrics, clear the pipes like Drano
Witness pure hate like spit goin' over Raimo
A good response would be to wave 'hi' like Maino
Or it could be whatever dog— Bingo was his name-o
A rainbow in this go-to-hell game show
It's like a pause, eh yo, you know how the slang go
Bang, go, devil wanna tango
Get's insane dough, trick on any Jane Doe ho
Viano, insensato flow
Shh... off the screen layin' low vato
Playing slow
In fact playing so slow faster than light speed, indeed
Nick Junior on mute, tough and bleed at night
Skeed in the weed hours, deep study in the mix
Open up them doors, have 'em shittin' bricks
In effect, the verse big box, little pricks
Pause again, fiddle sticks
Teeny white pill within the skiddle mix, Villain
[Verse 2: Kool G Rap]
Back in the days waitin' to get a cake and the biscuit
Found out a way to the wizard, makin' it blizzard
Pick up the pace in my skip, then paid them a visit
He took me straight where the fish is, weighted it and dished it
I threw some flake and some liquid, makin' it rigid
Stayed in the kitchen bakin' and rippin', apron and mittens
Razers and pictures taped to some scissors scrapin' the dishes
Plate with some riches, late with some bitches, Stacy and Bridget
Face where the dick is, stayed on their face like braces and bridges
Bracin' my britches laid this Mercedes racin' on Bridges
Place is exquisite, safe with the digits, safe in the district
My paper straight, was makin' the difference, steak with some brisket
The goons jumped and made with my mistress, shape on them bitches
See niggas paid, I'm lyrical, grab the shades and a fitted
Raise on them midgets, raise up the gauge and get with it
Niggas know I don't play with this shizzit, flavor delivered, nigga
(feat. Kool G Rap & MF DOOM) [Verse 1: MF DOOM] Lyrics, clear the pipes like Drano Witness pure hate like spit goin' over Raimo A good response would be to wave 'hi' like Maino Or it could be whatever dog— Bingo was his name-o A rainbow in this go-to-hell game show It's like a pause, eh yo, you know how the slang go Bang, go, devil wanna tango Get's insane dough, trick on any Jane Doe ho Viano, insensato flow Shh... off the screen layin' low vato Playing slow In fact playing so slow faster than light speed, indeed Nick Junior on mute, tough and bleed at night Skeed in the weed hours, deep study in the mix Open up them doors, have 'em shittin' bricks In effect, the verse big box, little pricks Pause again, fiddle sticks Teeny white pill within the skiddle mix, Villain [Verse 2: Kool G Rap] Back in the days waitin' to get a cake and the biscuit Found out a way to the wizard, makin' it blizzard Pick up the pace in my skip, then paid them a visit He took me straight where the fish is, weighted it and dished it I threw some flake and some liquid, makin' it rigid Stayed in the kitchen bakin' and rippin', apron and mittens Razers and pictures taped to some scissors scrapin' the dishes Plate with some riches, late with some bitches, Stacy and Bridget Face where the dick is, stayed on their face like braces and bridges Bracin' my britches laid this Mercedes racin' on Bridges Place is exquisite, safe with the digits, safe in the district My paper straight, was makin' the difference, steak with some brisket The goons jumped and made with my mistress, shape on them bitches See niggas paid, I'm lyrical, grab the shades and a fitted Raise on them midgets, raise up the gauge and get with it Niggas know I don't play with this shizzit, flavor delivered, nigga Explain Request ×
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