Banished - JJ Doom
歌曲信息
歌曲名:Banished
歌手:JJ Doom
所属专辑:Key to the Kuffs
发行时间:2014-01-31
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Banished - JJ Doom 文本歌词
Banished - JJ Doom
Villain got banished
Refused out the U S
He ain't even Spanish
Oaxacado sock with a hole flow
Told Mr Mean Streets
To delay a pot hole Pro
Too gold though 'n' in the nick of time
And kick a sicker rhyme
Do your face like tequila lime
No not deported
Be a little minute
Before things get sorted
Known to get money
Never got caught kid
Escape with a soft skid short bid
Knock on wood d**e on plastic
Rocks so hood hope on spastic
Putting on the ritz
Put your b******t facial recognition on fritz
I'm afraid you're sadly mistaken
Pitch Spit it like a bad piece of bacon
Take the bread
Even if you gotta lay down
On the ground and fake dead
Grab that way out the habitat
Where the rabbits is at far
From the lab rats
Man's right to know
Contemplate
That at these hands write to flow
It ain't done yet
He let ya know
Some of the results come sunset
'Til then pack ya bowls
Sack it to ya crack
Ho with black soul coal
Tomei diamond
Just so ya know it
Ain't some buffoon rhymin'
Hey watch ya tonsils
End up in the hospital
Not responsible
Bust that gizzard
Then start to think
How it ain't worth the risk is it
Third degree black belt flow
Whip his monkey a**
Till the track felt slow
Melt snow now that's gold
Blown and make fuss
While that's cold
Stole'ded 'em throws them dice
Cool it down
Set to mo' flow with ice like
Liquid nitrogen ain't no wins
Macro
Micro thin itch your skin
Villain strikes again
Equivalent a hundred thousand
Milligram Vicodin
Not for nuttin'
You'll guess it's worth more
Barefoot doin' the James on a dirt floor
Dirt poor
Like don't get your shirt tore boy
Crown of thorns
Chain made of razorblades
Gallon of thorn homemade blades of suede
Bout to retire
Sit up somewhere in the sun and breath fire
That include tipsy getting
We get it in like a big fat gypsy wedding
No more thuggin'
And don't think you won't get slapped kid
You're buggin'
It's all love
Rhyme with more dough
Remind me of a fine wine time raw flow
It's like a worn-in suit
On a shoot on a commute torn boot
What a gnarly scene
Publicity stunt
Get paid on some Charlie Sheen
Some Monsanto barley bean alibine
Pumped up on party machine
Watch DOOM's laser
Will graze ya more worse
Than an Occam's razor
Not to interrupt
But anybody else notice time's speeding up
Make ya local police worry monthly
And won't be nowhere nears your country
Grown
And got no time for maps
On the belly tooting out off the iPhone
B**ches do a knock-knee slight jaw
Don't speak Afrikaans cockney or patois
Alhamdulillah last off the corner
Only thing he miss is blastin' off a warner
Super Villain smooth sicko
Why oh why did I leave
That booth Klitschko
That's not up for debate
Be straighter
Than straight off a big gulp of V8
If she wasn't so bent
She know how the camel got it's nose in a tent
Please enough's enough
Don't get snuffed with the key to the cuffs
G's on your bluffs
Keys to the cuffs
Please enough's enough
Villain got banished
Refused out the U S
He ain't even Spanish
Oaxacado sock with a hole flow
Told Mr Mean Streets
To delay a pot hole Pro
Too gold though 'n' in the nick of time
And kick a sicker rhyme
Do your face like tequila lime
No not deported
Be a little minute
Before things get sorted
Known to get money
Never got caught kid
Escape with a soft skid short bid
Knock on wood d**e on plastic
Rocks so hood hope on spastic
Putting on the ritz
Put your b******t facial recognition on fritz
I'm afraid you're sadly mistaken
Pitch Spit it like a bad piece of bacon
Take the bread
Even if you gotta lay down
On the ground and fake dead
Grab that way out the habitat
Where the rabbits is at far
From the lab rats
Man's right to know
Contemplate
That at these hands write to flow
It ain't done yet
He let ya know
Some of the results come sunset
'Til then pack ya bowls
Sack it to ya crack
Ho with black soul coal
Tomei diamond
Just so ya know it
Ain't some buffoon rhymin'
Hey watch ya tonsils
End up in the hospital
Not responsible
Bust that gizzard
Then start to think
How it ain't worth the risk is it
Third degree black belt flow
Whip his monkey a**
Till the track felt slow
Melt snow now that's gold
Blown and make fuss
While that's cold
Stole'ded 'em throws them dice
Cool it down
Set to mo' flow with ice like
Liquid nitrogen ain't no wins
Macro
Micro thin itch your skin
Villain strikes again
Equivalent a hundred thousand
Milligram Vicodin
Not for nuttin'
You'll guess it's worth more
Barefoot doin' the James on a dirt floor
Dirt poor
Like don't get your shirt tore boy
Crown of thorns
Chain made of razorblades
Gallon of thorn homemade blades of suede
Bout to retire
Sit up somewhere in the sun and breath fire
That include tipsy getting
We get it in like a big fat gypsy wedding
No more thuggin'
And don't think you won't get slapped kid
You're buggin'
It's all love
Rhyme with more dough
Remind me of a fine wine time raw flow
It's like a worn-in suit
On a shoot on a commute torn boot
What a gnarly scene
Publicity stunt
Get paid on some Charlie Sheen
Some Monsanto barley bean alibine
Pumped up on party machine
Watch DOOM's laser
Will graze ya more worse
Than an Occam's razor
Not to interrupt
But anybody else notice time's speeding up
Make ya local police worry monthly
And won't be nowhere nears your country
Grown
And got no time for maps
On the belly tooting out off the iPhone
B**ches do a knock-knee slight jaw
Don't speak Afrikaans cockney or patois
Alhamdulillah last off the corner
Only thing he miss is blastin' off a warner
Super Villain smooth sicko
Why oh why did I leave
That booth Klitschko
That's not up for debate
Be straighter
Than straight off a big gulp of V8
If she wasn't so bent
She know how the camel got it's nose in a tent
Please enough's enough
Don't get snuffed with the key to the cuffs
G's on your bluffs
Keys to the cuffs
Please enough's enough
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