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mf doom - go with the flow (live) lyrics

[verse 1: mf doom]
big up all the monsta island m-ssive
and beware before i triple dare you like the last kid
who asked me what we don’t got that you got son
for one flow that’s elementary my dear watson
secondly, ever since i was little
not so much to riddle, least rhyme to the syllable
keep tracks that make a arab thief clap
with no hands, i chopped these drums off, truly yours, g rap
actual fact, relax
in this land of lyrical lost, black, i’m not the cool sleestak
the one who might stop and talk to you
poisoned a few, n-ggas who be biting styles i’m like pork too
ooh, what you got to lose? let mud fly
when i got blues i chew whole crews that’s bud dry
so i ask why the styes from the cess
sh-t be f-cking with my eye as i pull it to the chest
the super motherf-cking villain grip the mic with an iron hand
throwing mcs to the fire from out the frying pan
it ain’t no use in trying, man, son stop crying
fronting like you death-defying, you need to stop lying
speak your piece only once you’re spoken to first
now let me hear your verse while i’m choking you
with well refined rhymes like a editor
throw them to my collections of skulls and spines like predator
f-ck around, the only n-ggas who could hear the same sound (who?) was jet jaguar and james brown
(yeah yeah, only them two)
ain’t you glad i took the time to write their names down to big ’em up (true, true)
i’d like to say, “hi, it’s sci.fly the odd merlin”
that’s quick to whip up a script like rod serling
who eye on bad b-tch who used to whip the sterling
who see god toke but never see god hurlin’
my man grimm had his little monkey like sp-ce ghost
me myself i got flavors that out-taste most
with numb gums, some rhymers is lactose
back to you mf doom, you late show host
s to the u to the p e r-uh
who chronicle these times in a 3d horror
thriller p-rno co-starrer in a realer drama
who break bread with stingy kin-men, indian borrower
lone gunman who candidly flip fly flows
single-handedly with one eye closed
in a fly pose, no shirt alayé
may see me stack the quarter-mill cash pay
that’s that n a smash way how he did it
motherf-cker probably couldn’t peep it past a minute
exquisite scripts, that quick sh-t, go with flow
that’s how we do it though

- mf doom lyrics

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