mf doom- instrumental
• Written by Anonymous
loop of a life living in some cyclical days
put the jays in rotation pass the cyclical way
no preaching to the deceased men fuck what the ministers say
killing in the streets and the sheets thats a sinister slay
got rappers biting my style like they mirroring me
caught in the lights of the night and might be black out
drunk, whouda thunk, wheres the skunk, i act out
renditions of oscar winners, opera singers
thoughtful thinkers,
philosophize, while i mesmerize, criticize and
exaggerate my ambitions, to some slim woman
pimping aint an option, like a qb sneak
tryna obtain and qp sack of that buddha
goo
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