One Beer Lyrics

[Intro]
I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me, why shouldn't it be true?
I get a kick out of brew


[Verse]
There's only one beer left
Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf
Tempt me, do a number on the label
Eat up all they emcees and drink 'em under the table
Like, "It's on me, put it on my tab, kid"
However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron-horse it
You're leaving on your face, forfeit
I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it
Told him tell 'em they stole it, he told her he lost it
She told him, "Get off it," and a bunch of other more shit
Getting money, DT's be getting no new leads
It's like he eating watermelon: stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, give me some of what he drooping off
Soon as he wake up, choking like it was whooping cough

They group been soft
First hour at the open bar and they're trooping off
He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road
She asked him autograph her derriere, it read:
"To Wide Load, this yardbird taste like fried toad turd
Love, Villain"—take pride in code words
Crooked eye mode, nerd, geek with a cold heart
Probably still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart

Study how to eat to die by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer eye
And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel
The same way she feel it when he flow with nerves of steel
They call the super when they need their back—uh, plumbing fixed
"How is only one left? The pack comes in six!
Whatever happened to two and three?"
A herb tried to slide with four and five
And got caught like, "What you doing, G?
Don't make him have to get cutting like truancy
Matter fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me!"
Looser than a pair of Adidas
I hope you brought your spare tweeters
MCs sound like cheerleaders
Rapping and dancing like Red Head Kingpin

DOOM came to do the thing again, no matter who be blingin'
He do it for the smelly hubbies
Seeds know what time it is like it's time for "Teletubbies"
Few can do it, even fewer can sell it
Take it from the dude who wear a mask like a 'tarded helmet
He plots shows like robberies:
"In and out, one, two, three—no bodies, please!

Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shotty: nobody move, nobody get hurt

Bring heat like the boy done gone to war
He came in the door and, 'Everybody on the floor!'
A whole string of jobs like we on tour
Every night on the score, coming to your corner store"

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Genius Annotation

The fourth song from MF DOOM’s MM.. FOOD?, which is an anagram of his stage name.

This Madlib produced song samples Cortex’s “Huit Octobre 1971” as well as DOOM’s interpolation of Cole Porter’s “I Get a Kick Out of You.”

According to Stones Throw Records, the track was originally set to be part of the Madvillainy album under one of DOOM’s alias'; Madvillain as the originally titled “One Beer (Drunk Version)”. However, though it was never included on the original Madvillany album, it was formally released as part of Mm Food.

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Did Tyler use the same beat in Bastard?
Genius Answer

Yes. They both used the same sample.

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Release Date
March 30, 2004
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