JJ DOOM - Rhymin' Slang lyrics
[JJ DOOM - Rhymin' Slang lyrics]
Coppin' pains at night
I'd be better off going bar hoppin'
Waitin' to fight, right?
Nobody want to get tapped by the gauntlet
If you got it flaunt it
They say rap is haunted
By the livin' dead (oooh) , rip 'em to shreds
Give 'em the bread while sippin' the red
Bled
Chip in the the head, MCs is bought and sold
Their rhymes ain't worth the weight
It cost to gold hold
It's like a thin chain from here to Brisbane
Y'all shall not print his name in vain
Rep the insane
Gotta do it, snottily putrid, true grit
Came to spew spit like
Bodily fluid with mucus
Crews is useless, act like you knew it
Either that or get cold
Smacked like bluer Chewit
Rules is rules, backed right into it
Ghouls is fools that's too cracked for school
Prove it all the way, the UK to BK
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
Hurricane rippin' through your terrain
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
No guts no glory
What's your story? Bore me poorly
Saucy oftenly enough for coffee
Rarely scarcely scary glaring stare
Let's be very clear, MCs is derriere
As well as aware, warily
Just don't be nearly near you hear me? (yeah)
Slow flow speed beats see what's on his feets
From your nosebleed seats
DOOMington son, once all the shrooming's done
Leaves the room with the
Groom's unassuming blooming nun
Lady friend, Sodor train, Israelite Berrykin
Hair radiant wavy, baby skin
He stay pimpin', rocky diamond rang
Uncle Joe's grandson, cockney rhymin' slang
Crazy brin
Flows is handsome, cockney rhymin' slang
All the way, the UK to BK
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
Hurricane rippin' through your terrain
There go your anthem, cockney rhymin' slang
All the way, the UK to BK
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
Hurricane rippin' through your terrain
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
I'd be better off going bar hoppin'
Waitin' to fight, right?
Nobody want to get tapped by the gauntlet
If you got it flaunt it
They say rap is haunted
By the livin' dead (oooh) , rip 'em to shreds
Give 'em the bread while sippin' the red
Bled
Chip in the the head, MCs is bought and sold
Their rhymes ain't worth the weight
It cost to gold hold
It's like a thin chain from here to Brisbane
Y'all shall not print his name in vain
Rep the insane
Gotta do it, snottily putrid, true grit
Came to spew spit like
Bodily fluid with mucus
Crews is useless, act like you knew it
Either that or get cold
Smacked like bluer Chewit
Rules is rules, backed right into it
Ghouls is fools that's too cracked for school
Prove it all the way, the UK to BK
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
Hurricane rippin' through your terrain
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
No guts no glory
What's your story? Bore me poorly
Saucy oftenly enough for coffee
Rarely scarcely scary glaring stare
Let's be very clear, MCs is derriere
As well as aware, warily
Just don't be nearly near you hear me? (yeah)
Slow flow speed beats see what's on his feets
From your nosebleed seats
DOOMington son, once all the shrooming's done
Leaves the room with the
Groom's unassuming blooming nun
Lady friend, Sodor train, Israelite Berrykin
Hair radiant wavy, baby skin
He stay pimpin', rocky diamond rang
Uncle Joe's grandson, cockney rhymin' slang
Crazy brin
Flows is handsome, cockney rhymin' slang
All the way, the UK to BK
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
Hurricane rippin' through your terrain
There go your anthem, cockney rhymin' slang
All the way, the UK to BK
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang
Hurricane rippin' through your terrain
Hear the echo of the bang
And the cockney rhymin' slang