Oh No, MF DOOM - 3 Dollars lyrics

Watch out- How much you pay to
Come in here? Three Dollars?

Front row of the cat fight
Cash tight, write it up, flashlight
Last night
Was a ball, lost a eye off the fly y'all
Bloody tab, he fell headfirst off the drywall
Ain't no thing but a chicken wing
It's like the quickening
Quit your sickening bickering
Thing is kickin' in, the wick is flickerin'
The super muh'frickin' villain
Wit'cha through thick and thin
Oh no, the beat is like go go and puff it
Except there ain't no pork and the
Beans up in the buffet he ain't lyin'
Wreck infectious as a rat bite
Sent it as a beamed text
Message off the satellite
Reflect it like SolarBright
When he hold the mic
He run the mic like Dolemite
It don't match the decor
In doody-stained drawers
Give a round of applause for Rudy Ray Moore

Smell the piss on the restroom floor
No doors, whores testing the course
Need more three dollars on the
Tab with the cash easy stash
Show off the ass get past
Faster than the avalanche
Hoes know this is quotable
Club thugs filling up the show tryna overdose
And the bouncers are haters they act tight
And these drunk ass niggas
Always tryna fistfight
Ain't no wrong, tell 'em (that's right)
Then blow more smoke than
A motorbike's tailpipe
Seen the villain chillin', had to pay a visit
Super human shit
Raise the ceilin' while I raise a million
While I'm in the buildin' bitches
Sittin' catching mixin' feelings
Like a bad case of intervention
Straight ventin'
Cat fight still appealin' to my inner vision
Try to mack in the
Back during that intermission