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2Stings Lyrics - Artist : MF Doom
[DOOM:]
One, one, two, two, two Keep your mind on your mask, kid Holler for my classics, it's drastic Villain the hydrochloric acid, splashed it Pull the Nine, reached then he blasted, POW Ten stripes on a basket New York style wild Cheddar grab easy It's only entertainment though, when thought out completely Sad demeanor, could get him the drop and bag cleaner Master schemer Expert in that arena Puffin' Pasadena You read the grass was greener Black beamer I ate, she gyrate Rubbing shoulders of pigs who don't fly straight Just ate, causing indigestion Will soon regurgitate, into profits, no question Nosy agent sniffing around, pay attention You can take that to the bank "Thanks", don't mention Pleasure's all mine, ain't mad at y'all Clear advantage like playing paddle ball on adderall Be brief, that is all Aight, one more rhyme Self-snitching rappers who's lines is pure pork rinds [Westside Gunn:] Ayo It's after midnight, rocking Midnight Studios Fuck her raw, got my wrist right Brick white Patek [?] put the reggie one ice, nice Price on your baby mama head, no lice, Christ Chuck T on the Gucci knit Out the Carrera shooting two Uzi's on some movie shit Who he hit? Word to [?] You'd rather have butterflies and [?] locked up A nigga bagged the whole Ramadan He fucked with the mosque up Thirty days, Worthy praise With the sleep-late, got a early grave on me Met my plug twice, but I get them shits every time Met Gala, I rock a heavy shine Mind's gone collecting Hebrews He only copped [?] I'm in my cell eating seafood Big [?] on the Hermes, this is Pistol whipped the nigga, left his whole head twisted Bitch, this the finest grape, life is great If they kick down the door, hit the fire escape, wait You done heard dope before But this that new batch With one time I'm getting four more Copped me a new MAC |
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