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megalon & mf doom - freestyle lyrics

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[verse 1: megalon (mf doom) {bobbito}]
i used to hustle rhymes and do crimes
now i bust through rhymes with new lines
put down the two nines
since i knew i would get mines in due time
paid too many dudes, i feel i paved the way for self
now i make my bands and smoke about an eighth a day for [?]
caught ya smokin’ hash, now yo ass is in the smash
torture police, harass
first i blast, then i dash
born in brooklyn, raised in long beach in queens for boom bash
long beach, slingin’ things
keep the cash in the stash or get splashed fast
street money, fat stacks, scratch that
no hope for last, you get fat stacks off fat tracks
about time i made it even though my rhymes are crimе+related (uh)
my rhymes dеflate sh+t
in times are stated, dimes i play with (yeah)
sellin’ the crack, see?
always havin’ to pack the gat, see?
backseat of the taxi
tecs on the taxi ’til it drags
chillax me
the heartbeats that did producin’
got me sippin’ at the bar place thinkin’ i’d be scarface if i was cuban
you would not be stickin’ and movin’
strictly f+ckin’ with n+ggas
on some mf doom movement {oooooooh+weeee!}
monsta island
[verse 2: mf doom {bobbito}]
uh, yeah
some m+er f+ers don’t like how sally walk
i’ll tell y’all fools it’s h+lla cool how ladies from cali talk
never let her interfere with the yeti ghetto slang
nicknames off nibblin’ tip of nipples, metal fang
known amongst hoes for the bang+bang
known amongst foes for flow without no talking orangutans
only gin and tang guzzled out a rusty tin can and
me and this mic is like yin and yang
clang; crime don’t pay; listen, youth
it’s like me holding up the line at the kissing booth
i took her back to the truck, where she was uncouth
spittin’ all out the sunroof, through her missing tooth
but then she has a s+xy voice, sound like jazzy joyce
so i turned it up faster than a speeding knife {ooooh}
strong enough to please a wife
able to drop today’s math in the 48 keys of life
cut the cr+p far as rap
touch the mic, get the same thing a arab will do to you for stealing
what the devil? he’s on another level
it’s a word! no, a name! mf the super villain!

[verse 3: megalon {bobbito}]
thou screams from afar
car door slams in the nick of time
straight bullets, earth, and thunder
i saw the lighting
i’m proud of queens
from the bar scenes
dreams placed on the car, screams, hoopties
seen the girls who go to [?] and profits with hoochies
mad proper, spent [?] on [?] in the coochie
two gs, act like you knew me
you wonder but never saw the fightin’
loud dreams from a star
bought more jams in a quicker mind state [?] it
[?] hundred [?] bear witness to the triflin’
fair buyer with the neck of a k!ller
poisonous blood drips on a dark+colored discus
bl++dy lips rip flesh, get a grip
get dressed with a vest, l!ck your lips
when i’m stressed, i talk to the burning bush with a spliff
can’t fire one dollar fam
drive the snake, talk with a lisp
i get soft [?] 60 for [?] got me nauseous
rattlesnakes heres
but now i’m imaginin’ it
f+ck, i got 80 gs and i’m about to cop a key or four bricks
a cautionist
me and my man messiah stand in the fire
get the check for dealin’ poisonous
thugs trip when a dark brother [?] chicks that flip quick {oooooh+weee!}
don’t quit ’til it’s over with when there’s dough to get
most slip [?] substances [?] sh+t in the clique
never six on the day shift for six days, switch
rappin’ [?] on the day shift, night shift
hide chocolate chips with whips, rollin’ over sh+t when the dip
if you a vampire [?] your lips
get some change on the [?] and don’t say sh+t
[verse 4: megalon (mf doom) {bobbito}]
(uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh)
(rec off, rec off, rec off, rec off)
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh {awwwwwwwww sh+ttttt!}
yeah, yeah, yeah, yo {rec time, rec time}
yo, street lifes with cameras
i walk the beat like beats that can’t stand us
hand+to+hand gram handlers scan us and scramble us
street+life gamblers, tommy man sayin’
i worked in anna banana’s, clips gone
bananas in atlanta
cuts holes, bust holes in bandanas
snuff nose, blood on my clothes, cancer
lap dancers, black panthers
[?] abandoned us
street fights with hammers
black hispanics, latins and blacks with bad manners and banners just dance to this
bust holes in marble cannons

[interlude 1: mf doom (megalon) {bobbito}]
yeah, yeah, that’s how we do it (no doubt)
(monsta island understand this)
scoop slammin’ n+ggas on the microphone
i don’t know
i don’t know if [?] ready for it
scoop slammin’, operation—
(megalon, megalon)
operation: doomsday
[verse 5: megalon]

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