JJ DOOM, Beth Gibbons - GMO - Edit lyrics

[JJ DOOM, Beth Gibbons - GMO - Edit lyrics]

There they go, feminizing men again
Then pretend they don't know when we know it
Xenoestrogen exorcise the jinn
Keynote lecture with a spin
Meant to get c notes from end to end
Whoever use canola oil ya soul'll boil
For a longer time than it take
A diet cola to spoil
Huh, I get what you're sellin'
Swellin' from alien microfilaments
It's Morgellons even if you're gellin'
What's that in your melanin?
What the hell is they sprayin'? No tellin'
Barium strontium, aluminum
Well drink responsibly
Get the truth from DOOM and 'em
Can't trust the tap water
Much less the kettle
Double entendre to the phrase
Test your mettle
The rest'll settle, just to get fed well
As the livin' dead infect the red cell

Don't drink the milk, it's spoiled
The blood and stuff in it make it stink
That's why it's boiled
Snake oil sales from doorbell
Doctors who slip Mickey's
And trick you to strip to get jipped quickly
Kick me, you know it's gettin' worse
No help bein' upset
Ya startin' to curse first
Better off with a good sense of humor
Research to know what's the
Truth instead of rumor
Ya partner DOOM is who'll ride
Or either do or die like farmer suicide
Chew your pride
Might as well start 'em out in pro boxin'
Than force feedin' them toddler
Food laced with excitotoxins
They did it like the funky worm
Enough to make a junkie squirm
Mice making monkey sperm
Or rice infused with diarrhea drugs
Wonder why it's here, well shrug
Hells yeah it's bugged
And it gets bugged'er by the minute

Question: will the frankenfoods kill us?
Or turn us into thangs off Thriller
Or dang gorillas?
Breeds of a needless variety
In the name of greed we
Get a seedless society
Flounder genes in your tomatoes
Cod in your potatoes, playin' God
Retarded'er than Play-Doh
And as the juice gets sweeter
No use in bein' cute if you's a useless eater
Make it hard to keep your mattress clean
That was mean, little froggies with sex
Changes from atrazine
And aspartame in gum, Splenda is plenty fun
Left many strung, agenda 21
Or have your third eye cry or your side blown
Well right on, forgot to sign the guide stone
Yours truly all caps DOOM
Sue him if you’re gloomy
Or boo'em to your tomb

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