MF DOOM GAZZILLION EAR THOM YORKE REMIX DOWNLOAD FREE

Playinwitme Jay Park Remix. Gazzillion Ear - Thom Yorke Remix testo. Who You Think I Am? Let Me Down Slowly Remix. Dilla, Dilla mix, mix, mix Do a deal for kicks and get rich quick Sketch lyric, bet 'cha by the nick on some vick Ick from the drumstick, come with the dumb shtick Sick slick, hidden in a book The only way they find it if you're spittin' in a hook Listen, don't look now, keep walkin' Traded three beans for this cow, cheap talkin' Hawk men, stalkin', hit a weed, hawkin' often Coughin to a coffin, might as well scoff the pork then He's like Warf, some say stronger though. Really Shouldn't Drink Around You. It show when his aura glow Get from out the row, when he get dough it's horrible Time is money spend way save invest to fess From ten case a cave with chicken chest S Yes ya'll the dub to get your trickles The best ballers pitch in to rub and get a nickels But tut tut, he about to change the price again It go up each time, he blow up like hydrogen Villain here, have em shrillin' in fear And won't stop, top illin' til he a gazillionaire Grillin' stare, yeah ya boy had drama Got em on a mental plane, avoided bad karma Once sold a inbred skinhead a nigga joke Plus a brand new chrome smokin' with the triggers broke I thought I told em "firing pins was separate" He find out later when he tries to go an rep it Took a Jehovah money for a Arabic Torah Charged in advance, translate it and ignored it sorta One monkey don't stop no slaughter A junkie want ta cop a quarter ton, run for the border Know the drill, it ain't worth the overkill Flow skill, still

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Gazzillion Ear - Thom Yorke Remix testo. Dilla, Dilla mix, mix, mix Do a deal for kicks and get rich quick Sketch lyric, bet 'cha by mg nick on some vick Ick from the drumstick, come with the dumb shtick Sick slick, hidden in a book The only way they find it if you're spittin' in yyorke hook Listen, don't look now, keep walkin' Traded three beans for this cow, cheap talkin' Hawk men, stalkin', hit a weed, hawkin' often Coughin to a coffin, might as well scoff the pork then He's like Warf, some say stronger though.

Villain man never ran with krills in his hand and Won't stop rockin' til he clocked in a gazillion grand Tillin' the wasteland sands Rap sold backs of treasure maps stacks to the ceilin' fan He rest when he's ashes Ask em after ten miles of his goulashes, smashes stashes Chip on his shoulder with a slip on holster.

It show when his aura glow Get from out the row, when he get dough it's horrible Time is money spend way save invest to fess From ten case a cave with chicken chest S Yes ya'll the dub to get your trickles The best ballers pitch in to rub and get a nickels But tut tut, he about to change the price again It go up each time, he blow up like hydrogen Villain here, have em shrillin' in fear And won't stop, top illin' til he a gazillionaire Grillin' stare, yeah ya boy had drama Got em on a mental plane, avoided bad karma Once sold a inbred skinhead a nigga joke Plus a brand new chrome smokin' with the triggers broke I thought I told em "firing pins was separate" He find out later when he tries to go an rep it Took a Jehovah money for a Arabic Torah Charged in advance, translate it and ignored it sorta One monkey don't stop no slaughter A junkie want ta cop a quarter ton, run for the border Know the drill, it ain't worth the overkill Flow skill, still Gazzillion Ear EP Data di pubblicazione: Who You Think I Am?

Villain man never ran with krills in his hand and Won't stop rockin' til he clocked in a gazillion grand Tillin' the wasteland sands Raps on backs of treasure maps, stacks to the ceiling fan He rest when he's ashes Ask 'em after ten miles in his goulashes, smashes stashes Chip on his shoulder with a slip on holster A clip, a folder and his grip on a boulder bolster They supposed ta know, it show when his aura glow Get from out the row, when he get dough it's horrible Time is money, spend, waste, save, invest the fess From ten case of cave of chicken chest S Yes ya'll the dub will get ya trickles The best ballers pitch in to rub together nickels But tut tut, he about to change the price again It go up each time he blow up like hydrogen Villain!

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