MF DOOM – Gas Drawls Lyrics

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By the way
I re-up on bad dreams
Bag up screams in fiftys

Be up on mad schemes
That heat shop like jiffy-pop(pop)
In a instant
Get smoked like Winston
Cigarettes
Ho's get ripped off like Nicorette

(patch)
In real life
The real trife scene
Might snatch ya life like assault machine
Rifle

Dead up setup like bull-fight
Be blunted how we like
Couldn't white or in full flight
The unemotional
Call me anti-social

On the run off the gun
Death tally commercial

Death valley
Is like rehearsal to the streets

To my peeps
G.M
MF on the beat
Rhymes
Is chosen like the weapons of war
So keep from steppin on my floor
Or delivery
Front door
I bring it to ya'll motherfuckers
Master yours

My disaster cause:
Hell.. in gas drawls

The supervillain
Cooler than a million
I be chillins

Still quick to slice squares like Sicilians
Dont make me have to hurt them feelings
I'll ruin you in the dirt that I be doin in my dealings (WHILE I’M)
Sendin spirits through the ceilin'-
Chrome peelin'-
Dome blown
Within the comforts of your own home

Grown big
Wheelin' and high rollin'
I hold the lye-
It keeps the sty on my eye swollen'


Holdin
Foldin the pal
Known as massive-versatile
I’d like to big-em-up monster isle

Uummm
Yeah

I saw you in hell with them gas drawls
Mhm


To my brother Subroc-
And black ju I crack brew for-
Two more, three men, two up
I hit the brew up like-
Nobody knoowwss
How X the unseen feels

When giving crews a brush with death like between meals
Two times a day
Wit brothers thats tight like a noose
Wit more rhymes in use than Dr. Seuss
Or motherfuckin' mother goose
X - the suspicious flirter
Who every hooker hearda'
Next to malicious murda'
A track type vicious
Fulfillin the pipe wishes
The misses may be legal
Minus the baby eagle
Any given summers eve-
Dont breathe
Sixteen shots I do believe-
And one up the sleeve

Master of the O
Who predict ya last pause-
I told ya'll
Hell and gas drawls-
Breakin-
Glass and plastic jaw-
Like federal drastic law
Fed up from fightin' secret war
Wit' them fantastic four-

(invisible bitch)
Versus Doom wit' the metal face
Before I go to state
The ho better settle case

The flow is at pedal pace
Steady like tricycles
Beware all suckas is froze like icicles
(bag 'em up)
And baggin' bitches like nickels
Cause I licked 'em where they tickle
Before I hit the clit though I'mma split till I pronounce
More hits than a ounce no doubt
About ta bounce
X the unannounced-
Im out

AndIlike to give a shoutout
To the brother Jet Jaguar
Megalon
And King Geedorah

I call this joint right here
Gas Drawls
In hell wit yours

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