歌曲 | You Live at Home With Your Mom |
歌手 | Dr. Dooom |
专辑 | First Come, First Served |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Matlin, Thornton | |
Yeah.. new york city! | |
Dr. dooom pebblestone | |
I took the batmobile out last night | |
Went to tony rhome's.. and i seen.. | |
Exaggeration | |
{you were perpetratin, you was fake} | |
Chorus: repeat 4x | |
Spottin fools frontin fly, girls act material | |
{you live at home with your mom!} | |
[dr. dooom] | |
I spot mc's on bet with the fake zirconia bezel rolex | |
Lookin like virgin with the see-through back bought from | |
The indian kid off the rack -- sterling silver delivery | |
Y'all tryin to fool me actin bougie with the platinum wannabe | |
It look real, stainless steel appeal, that's not the presidential | |
Let's keep it confidential; you ordered that fuckin kit | |
In the ad in the source boss -- step up your rep up | |
In genuine fashion i caught your ass in; | |
With your name on the rented car lease | |
Feathered top hat, zoot suits with vinyl alligator boots | |
Extreme dream with no apartment space | |
You frontin in the fly ride and empty place | |
With your rent due on the first of the month | |
Your second month you exit, portrayin to girls | |
Like you everything in the world | |
Fuck master, prepare to face disaster as i pass ya | |
Movin galactica with no capacity | |
You ain't got enough to buy a small soda in johnny rocket's, b | |
Posin with baldhead black girls with a florida tan | |
Tryin to act like you the man | |
Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like donald duck | |
Party-figure perpetrator, undercover hater | |
Smell your cheap cologne in the elevator | |
Dope you smoke, half of y'all can't never touch the mink coat | |
With your four carat white gold you look like you're pantomiming | |
Tryin to rhyme off of unflexible facial bone structure | |
I crush ya, down to the paso | |
Like spicy foods burnin through your asshole | |
Remember i did the damage to your lasso | |
Then threw your pampers in a manhole; your engineer walked away | |
With ponytails like annie mae, laughin and talkin the other way | |
You was the first rapper to pull out grease | |
And turn your butt the other way | |
Your girl think you're tough, big buff and rough | |
{90 percent of these rappers are very soft} | |
Chorus | |
[dr. dooom] | |
I look at your audience and fanbase | |
Nuttin but a bunch of men tappin each other on the back again | |
Fools with backpacks tryin to show me they asscrack | |
Cigarette lighters blowin smoke on my polo shirt | |
And you're bound to get hurt | |
With one leg, tryin to walk to work on the mic you rap hard | |
And overexert, material girls catch diarrhea | |
Won't make it to my concert | |
It don't have to be 4th of july for your rectum to see fireworks | |
While you buy clothes at ross sew in the weaves tryin to floss | |
Walkin in large resteraunts, orderin a small bowl of chicken broth | |
Water and napkins, you ain't tryin to be a captain | |
Put down this wack actin skills from movies | |
Send you to niko lobbies like a groupie | |
Stagefright out of sight cover your ass up | |
Prepare i pull my mask up | |
{watch your custom jewelry kid!} | |
Chorus | |
{that's right kid, clean up your room} | |
{go clean up your room} | |
{clean your room otherwise you'll be on punishment} | |
{for two weeks} |
zuo ci : Matlin, Thornton | |
Yeah.. new york city! | |
Dr. dooom pebblestone | |
I took the batmobile out last night | |
Went to tony rhome' s.. and i seen.. | |
Exaggeration | |
you were perpetratin, you was fake | |
Chorus: repeat 4x | |
Spottin fools frontin fly, girls act material | |
you live at home with your mom! | |
dr. dooom | |
I spot mc' s on bet with the fake zirconia bezel rolex | |
Lookin like virgin with the seethrough back bought from | |
The indian kid off the rack sterling silver delivery | |
Y' all tryin to fool me actin bougie with the platinum wannabe | |
It look real, stainless steel appeal, that' s not the presidential | |
Let' s keep it confidential you ordered that fuckin kit | |
In the ad in the source boss step up your rep up | |
In genuine fashion i caught your ass in | |
With your name on the rented car lease | |
Feathered top hat, zoot suits with vinyl alligator boots | |
Extreme dream with no apartment space | |
You frontin in the fly ride and empty place | |
With your rent due on the first of the month | |
Your second month you exit, portrayin to girls | |
Like you everything in the world | |
Fuck master, prepare to face disaster as i pass ya | |
Movin galactica with no capacity | |
You ain' t got enough to buy a small soda in johnny rocket' s, b | |
Posin with baldhead black girls with a florida tan | |
Tryin to act like you the man | |
Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like donald duck | |
Partyfigure perpetrator, undercover hater | |
Smell your cheap cologne in the elevator | |
Dope you smoke, half of y' all can' t never touch the mink coat | |
With your four carat white gold you look like you' re pantomiming | |
Tryin to rhyme off of unflexible facial bone structure | |
I crush ya, down to the paso | |
Like spicy foods burnin through your asshole | |
Remember i did the damage to your lasso | |
Then threw your pampers in a manhole your engineer walked away | |
With ponytails like annie mae, laughin and talkin the other way | |
You was the first rapper to pull out grease | |
And turn your butt the other way | |
Your girl think you' re tough, big buff and rough | |
90 percent of these rappers are very soft | |
Chorus | |
dr. dooom | |
I look at your audience and fanbase | |
Nuttin but a bunch of men tappin each other on the back again | |
Fools with backpacks tryin to show me they asscrack | |
Cigarette lighters blowin smoke on my polo shirt | |
And you' re bound to get hurt | |
With one leg, tryin to walk to work on the mic you rap hard | |
And overexert, material girls catch diarrhea | |
Won' t make it to my concert | |
It don' t have to be 4th of july for your rectum to see fireworks | |
While you buy clothes at ross sew in the weaves tryin to floss | |
Walkin in large resteraunts, orderin a small bowl of chicken broth | |
Water and napkins, you ain' t tryin to be a captain | |
Put down this wack actin skills from movies | |
Send you to niko lobbies like a groupie | |
Stagefright out of sight cover your ass up | |
Prepare i pull my mask up | |
watch your custom jewelry kid! | |
Chorus | |
that' s right kid, clean up your room | |
go clean up your room | |
clean your room otherwise you' ll be on punishment | |
for two weeks |
zuò cí : Matlin, Thornton | |
Yeah.. new york city! | |
Dr. dooom pebblestone | |
I took the batmobile out last night | |
Went to tony rhome' s.. and i seen.. | |
Exaggeration | |
you were perpetratin, you was fake | |
Chorus: repeat 4x | |
Spottin fools frontin fly, girls act material | |
you live at home with your mom! | |
dr. dooom | |
I spot mc' s on bet with the fake zirconia bezel rolex | |
Lookin like virgin with the seethrough back bought from | |
The indian kid off the rack sterling silver delivery | |
Y' all tryin to fool me actin bougie with the platinum wannabe | |
It look real, stainless steel appeal, that' s not the presidential | |
Let' s keep it confidential you ordered that fuckin kit | |
In the ad in the source boss step up your rep up | |
In genuine fashion i caught your ass in | |
With your name on the rented car lease | |
Feathered top hat, zoot suits with vinyl alligator boots | |
Extreme dream with no apartment space | |
You frontin in the fly ride and empty place | |
With your rent due on the first of the month | |
Your second month you exit, portrayin to girls | |
Like you everything in the world | |
Fuck master, prepare to face disaster as i pass ya | |
Movin galactica with no capacity | |
You ain' t got enough to buy a small soda in johnny rocket' s, b | |
Posin with baldhead black girls with a florida tan | |
Tryin to act like you the man | |
Starstruck with one buck, your girl look like donald duck | |
Partyfigure perpetrator, undercover hater | |
Smell your cheap cologne in the elevator | |
Dope you smoke, half of y' all can' t never touch the mink coat | |
With your four carat white gold you look like you' re pantomiming | |
Tryin to rhyme off of unflexible facial bone structure | |
I crush ya, down to the paso | |
Like spicy foods burnin through your asshole | |
Remember i did the damage to your lasso | |
Then threw your pampers in a manhole your engineer walked away | |
With ponytails like annie mae, laughin and talkin the other way | |
You was the first rapper to pull out grease | |
And turn your butt the other way | |
Your girl think you' re tough, big buff and rough | |
90 percent of these rappers are very soft | |
Chorus | |
dr. dooom | |
I look at your audience and fanbase | |
Nuttin but a bunch of men tappin each other on the back again | |
Fools with backpacks tryin to show me they asscrack | |
Cigarette lighters blowin smoke on my polo shirt | |
And you' re bound to get hurt | |
With one leg, tryin to walk to work on the mic you rap hard | |
And overexert, material girls catch diarrhea | |
Won' t make it to my concert | |
It don' t have to be 4th of july for your rectum to see fireworks | |
While you buy clothes at ross sew in the weaves tryin to floss | |
Walkin in large resteraunts, orderin a small bowl of chicken broth | |
Water and napkins, you ain' t tryin to be a captain | |
Put down this wack actin skills from movies | |
Send you to niko lobbies like a groupie | |
Stagefright out of sight cover your ass up | |
Prepare i pull my mask up | |
watch your custom jewelry kid! | |
Chorus | |
that' s right kid, clean up your room | |
go clean up your room | |
clean your room otherwise you' ll be on punishment | |
for two weeks |