歌曲 | Sofa King |
歌手 | Danger Doom |
专辑 | The Mouse and the Mask |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Burton, Dumile | |
Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the rain | |
Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the chain | |
Then kick a lungee off the tip of his timbo | |
And trick a honey dip into a game of of strip limbo | |
Odd... He couldn't find no remorse | |
A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse | |
Of course his technique was from a divine source | |
Never new the price of ice or what swine cost | |
One guy tried to bite the heat | |
That's when he discovered the other other white meat | |
Ohhhh, the one they hate so well | |
He sure keeps it pyscho like the old bates motel | |
They came to ask him for at least some new tracks | |
But only got confronted by the beast with two backs | |
Knock... Mouse is a made man | |
Villain laid it down like the best laid plan | |
Bell the cat who the hell is that near the middle | |
Got y'all but it's not all bare and skittles | |
Prepare the viddles, got riddles and spittles | |
Crystal clear to the jock or the tittle | |
TSSSS.. It's hot off the griddle | |
Came to take the cake whether it's a lot or a little | |
KABOOM... | |
DOOM is nervous large | |
You could tell by his | |
Blooming room service charge | |
Dark and tall to boot | |
The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a coot | |
Used to rent a van from | |
Peter Pan to red and tan | |
And keep the human foot for his dead man's hand | |
This was when the mask was brand spanking new | |
Before it got rusted from drinking all the brew [Sniff] | |
Stankin' too, pew | |
Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe | |
Spat what he knew, energy for true | |
To all fake rappers, twenty-three skidoo | |
Excuse you, any room in the class front? | |
For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last month | |
Doom a human in the mask | |
I'm on the stunt | |
Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt | |
Keep your streets, we got the city near you conquered | |
Discreetly with the | |
CD till they be completely bonkered | |
The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it | |
His own brand of shit, if only he could bottle it | |
Hmm.. Nah shit could get messy | |
Feds tried to torture him for the secret recipe | |
He said: It's no use, | |
I only know half | |
No speake de english. | |
I only do the math | |
Zzzzz. Felt no pain | |
His brain was saturated with cocaine and | |
Rogaine He said: | |
Try scan no thing three-card dead fly man go for bling he got bled | |
I jam over sting, see spots red | |
I am "Sofa King, We Todd Ed" |
zuo qu : Burton, Dumile | |
Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the rain | |
Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the chain | |
Then kick a lungee off the tip of his timbo | |
And trick a honey dip into a game of of strip limbo | |
Odd... He couldn' t find no remorse | |
A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse | |
Of course his technique was from a divine source | |
Never new the price of ice or what swine cost | |
One guy tried to bite the heat | |
That' s when he discovered the other other white meat | |
Ohhhh, the one they hate so well | |
He sure keeps it pyscho like the old bates motel | |
They came to ask him for at least some new tracks | |
But only got confronted by the beast with two backs | |
Knock... Mouse is a made man | |
Villain laid it down like the best laid plan | |
Bell the cat who the hell is that near the middle | |
Got y' all but it' s not all bare and skittles | |
Prepare the viddles, got riddles and spittles | |
Crystal clear to the jock or the tittle | |
TSSSS.. It' s hot off the griddle | |
Came to take the cake whether it' s a lot or a little | |
KABOOM... | |
DOOM is nervous large | |
You could tell by his | |
Blooming room service charge | |
Dark and tall to boot | |
The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a coot | |
Used to rent a van from | |
Peter Pan to red and tan | |
And keep the human foot for his dead man' s hand | |
This was when the mask was brand spanking new | |
Before it got rusted from drinking all the brew Sniff | |
Stankin' too, pew | |
Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe | |
Spat what he knew, energy for true | |
To all fake rappers, twentythree skidoo | |
Excuse you, any room in the class front? | |
For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last month | |
Doom a human in the mask | |
I' m on the stunt | |
Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt | |
Keep your streets, we got the city near you conquered | |
Discreetly with the | |
CD till they be completely bonkered | |
The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it | |
His own brand of shit, if only he could bottle it | |
Hmm.. Nah shit could get messy | |
Feds tried to torture him for the secret recipe | |
He said: It' s no use, | |
I only know half | |
No speake de english. | |
I only do the math | |
Zzzzz. Felt no pain | |
His brain was saturated with cocaine and | |
Rogaine He said: | |
Try scan no thing threecard dead fly man go for bling he got bled | |
I jam over sting, see spots red | |
I am " Sofa King, We Todd Ed" |
zuò qǔ : Burton, Dumile | |
Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the rain | |
Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the chain | |
Then kick a lungee off the tip of his timbo | |
And trick a honey dip into a game of of strip limbo | |
Odd... He couldn' t find no remorse | |
A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse | |
Of course his technique was from a divine source | |
Never new the price of ice or what swine cost | |
One guy tried to bite the heat | |
That' s when he discovered the other other white meat | |
Ohhhh, the one they hate so well | |
He sure keeps it pyscho like the old bates motel | |
They came to ask him for at least some new tracks | |
But only got confronted by the beast with two backs | |
Knock... Mouse is a made man | |
Villain laid it down like the best laid plan | |
Bell the cat who the hell is that near the middle | |
Got y' all but it' s not all bare and skittles | |
Prepare the viddles, got riddles and spittles | |
Crystal clear to the jock or the tittle | |
TSSSS.. It' s hot off the griddle | |
Came to take the cake whether it' s a lot or a little | |
KABOOM... | |
DOOM is nervous large | |
You could tell by his | |
Blooming room service charge | |
Dark and tall to boot | |
The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a coot | |
Used to rent a van from | |
Peter Pan to red and tan | |
And keep the human foot for his dead man' s hand | |
This was when the mask was brand spanking new | |
Before it got rusted from drinking all the brew Sniff | |
Stankin' too, pew | |
Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe | |
Spat what he knew, energy for true | |
To all fake rappers, twentythree skidoo | |
Excuse you, any room in the class front? | |
For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last month | |
Doom a human in the mask | |
I' m on the stunt | |
Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt | |
Keep your streets, we got the city near you conquered | |
Discreetly with the | |
CD till they be completely bonkered | |
The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it | |
His own brand of shit, if only he could bottle it | |
Hmm.. Nah shit could get messy | |
Feds tried to torture him for the secret recipe | |
He said: It' s no use, | |
I only know half | |
No speake de english. | |
I only do the math | |
Zzzzz. Felt no pain | |
His brain was saturated with cocaine and | |
Rogaine He said: | |
Try scan no thing threecard dead fly man go for bling he got bled | |
I jam over sting, see spots red | |
I am " Sofa King, We Todd Ed" |