Madvillain - Never Go Pop | Текст песни

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So nasty that it's probably somewhat of a travesty having me
then he told the people,“You can call me ‘Your Majesty.’”
Keep your battery charged
you know it won't stick, yo,
and it's not his fault you kick slow.
Should'a let your trick ho chick hold your sick glow
plus nobody couldn't do nothin' once he let the brick go
And you know I know that's a bunch a snow
The beat is so butter
peep the slow cutter as he utter in the calm flow
(Yo’ mother)
"Don't talk about my moms, yo."
Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow or vice versa.
Whip up a slice of nice verse pie
hit it on the first try
Villain–the worst guy.
Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat-asses
shots of the scotch from out the square shot glasses
And he won't stop 'til he got the masses
and show 'em what they know not through flows of hot molasses
Do it like the robot to head spin to boogaloo
Took a few minutes to convince the average bugaboo
It's ugly like, "Look at you, it's a damn shame."
Just remember ALL CAPS when you spell the man name

And you know it like a poet like baby doll
I bet she tried to say she gave me her all
she played ball
All bets off, the Villain got the dice rigged, and they say he accosted the man with the sliced wig
Allegedly the investigation is still ongoing
in this pesky nation he gats the best con flowing
The pot doubles, now they really got troubles
Mad man never go "pop" like snot bubbles

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