JJ DOOM - Borin Convo lyrics
[JJ DOOM - Borin Convo lyrics]
One one one, two two two
The supervillain get kicked out your country
And said the Pledge of
Allegiance six times monthly
He ain't hardly go to school
Been known to rock a party and
Do karate on a ghoul
Get your whole dome strangled
While in London town he
Sported a chrome Kangol
And did his best to blend in
Even till the endin', borderline pretendin'
Not quite, do it matter where you from?
Or more if you scared, prepared or mad dumb
Hold that thought
Youngins all thirsty, get the old man caught
That's a bad sport
And a tad short, another random thought
Show your support for the
Troops in the street
And for a treat he put a
Scoop of poop in the beat
That'll get it loopin' complete
So when she do the hula hoop
She spin it with her teeth
Ball, beat 'em all
That's the daily affirmation
Like every day the same songs
Play at the radio station
They need to change they compilation
Before he stomp the place in
Causing complication
Watch what comes pouring out your face skin
Place it in the waste bin
Boring conversation
"What do you guys do? What do you do?"
"Collect taxes" "Collect taxis?"
"yeah" "What do you mean?"
"a tax collector"
Wussy, the style is steel clad
Y'all need to practice like you
Need some pussy real bad
And that's the most he could emphasize
Never tell a lie, and when he boast
His temperature rise keep it on the humble
Speak it on the mumble, creep
Dive and tumble
Back on his feet, foes tremble and crumble
Send your best wide receiver
Incomplete -fumble the whole team rumble
Remember it's just a game
Keep your helmet on, numbskull!
Things could get uncomfortable and sticky
That's why he wear the metal mask, kick me
I must be dreamin' in the daytime
Company schemin', i think I see him by the
Ley line near the fauna
Wouldn't wanna be him, he's a goner
Laid out in the gutter, see
Him on your corner, foreigner
"Excuse me? Can we interrupt you for
Two minutes? What are you doing?"
The supervillain get kicked out your country
And said the Pledge of
Allegiance six times monthly
He ain't hardly go to school
Been known to rock a party and
Do karate on a ghoul
Get your whole dome strangled
While in London town he
Sported a chrome Kangol
And did his best to blend in
Even till the endin', borderline pretendin'
Not quite, do it matter where you from?
Or more if you scared, prepared or mad dumb
Hold that thought
Youngins all thirsty, get the old man caught
That's a bad sport
And a tad short, another random thought
Show your support for the
Troops in the street
And for a treat he put a
Scoop of poop in the beat
That'll get it loopin' complete
So when she do the hula hoop
She spin it with her teeth
Ball, beat 'em all
That's the daily affirmation
Like every day the same songs
Play at the radio station
They need to change they compilation
Before he stomp the place in
Causing complication
Watch what comes pouring out your face skin
Place it in the waste bin
Boring conversation
"What do you guys do? What do you do?"
"Collect taxes" "Collect taxis?"
"yeah" "What do you mean?"
"a tax collector"
Wussy, the style is steel clad
Y'all need to practice like you
Need some pussy real bad
And that's the most he could emphasize
Never tell a lie, and when he boast
His temperature rise keep it on the humble
Speak it on the mumble, creep
Dive and tumble
Back on his feet, foes tremble and crumble
Send your best wide receiver
Incomplete -fumble the whole team rumble
Remember it's just a game
Keep your helmet on, numbskull!
Things could get uncomfortable and sticky
That's why he wear the metal mask, kick me
I must be dreamin' in the daytime
Company schemin', i think I see him by the
Ley line near the fauna
Wouldn't wanna be him, he's a goner
Laid out in the gutter, see
Him on your corner, foreigner
"Excuse me? Can we interrupt you for
Two minutes? What are you doing?"