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MF Doom

2Stings

 

2Stings


[MF DOOM:]
One, one, two, two, two

Keep your mind on your mask, kid, horror form a classic
It's drastic, Villain hydrochloric acid
Splashed it, pulled the nine, reached then he blasted
Pow! Pin 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
Puffing Pasadena, you read the grass was greener
Black Beamer, i8, 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
The pleasure's all mine, I ain't mad at y'all
Clear advantage like playing paddle ball on Adderall
Beat great, that is all
Aight, one more rhyme
Self-stitching rappers whose lines is pure pork rinds

[Westside Gunn:]
Ayo, it's after midnight, rocking Midnight Studios
Vacheron got my wrist right
Brick-white Patek, he spray yayo (Skuu), put the Reggie on ice, nice
Price on your baby mama head, no lice, Christ
Chuck Taylor on the Gucci knit
Out the Carrera shooting two UZI's on some movie shit (Grrr)
Who he hit? Work tilapia
You ever had butterflies and two are locked up?
My nigga bagged the whole Ramadan, he fucked the mosque up
Thirty days, worthy praise (Ah)
With the sleep-late, got a early grave
Only met my plug twice, but I get them shits every time
Met Gala, I rock a heavy shine
Mind's gone collecting Hebrus
He on the cot reading Hebrews, I'm in my cell eating seafood
Big H on the Hermès dishes
Pistol whipped the nigga, left his whole head twisted
Pissing the finest grape, life is great (Uh)
If they kick down the door, hit the fire escape, wait
You done heard dope before (You done heard dope before)
But this that new batch! (New batch!)
With one time I'm getting four more (Might get four more)
Copped me a new MAC (New MAC)
(Brrr, brrr, brrr-brrr, brrr-brrr) (Brrr-brrr brrr-brrr-brrr-brrr)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?