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Trap Door

Jake One, MF DOOM
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[00:10.63] He moves the crowd like a cursor on zoom

[00:13.01] No curse words

[00:13.80] DOOM the worst church nerd verse heard

[00:15.97] Appeared blurred to a million true believers

[00:18.37] He's the supervillain armed dealer

[00:20.76] To the divas

[00:21.82] Catch, amongst other world scandals

[00:24.21] Butter pearl handles to match

[00:26.07] Your girl's sandals

[00:27.14] Plan was hatched by a pack of old vandals

[00:29.52] Who flag was a black and

[00:30.85] Gold patch with bloody anvils

[00:33.51] "Hit 'em to the head" was the motto

[00:35.10] And one more time to make sure them dead

[00:37.23] BLAKKO

[00:38.02] When you throw blows in a knife fight Paco

[00:40.68] That's how it goes in this

[00:41.75] Modern Life like Rocko

[00:43.34] Clock dough 24-7 cycle

[00:45.99] When it comes to flows he got

[00:48.12] More than a mic full

[00:48.91] Pull a broad like a dyke bull on a long bid

[00:51.84] You're messin with the wrong kids Michael

[00:55.82] It ain't Jack-son

[00:57.15] For him to flip scripts like camera, action

[00:59.81] Villain! Raw by the laws of attraction

[01:02.46] For future generation's information -

[01:04.59] The black one

[01:06.18] Move the crowd like a buddha cloud

[01:08.04] The purple, puff puff pass 'round the circle

[01:11.49] A jerk well renowned for his work skill

[01:13.35] He's out

[01:13.88] The proof is the computer's down Urkel

[01:17.07] MC a show via wi-fi

[01:18.93] And paid way before we wrap

[01:20.26] It up like tie-dye

[01:21.85] Hip-Hop sci-fi, you can see he had the eye

[01:24.79] Of the tiger through the mask

[01:26.11] Like the Fry Guy

[01:28.23] Just made a baby Olmec dome check

[01:30.35] Left some folks' ancestors home wreck

[01:32.74] With blown backs

[01:33.80] These lesser known facts thwart evil

[01:35.67] It got no reason, like short people

[01:38.32] No offense, his feet was burnt brass

[01:40.72] Whenever he walked on the

[01:42.03] Street it turned glass

[01:43.64] On his lucky rat's paw in the crap drawer

[01:46.30] All the world's a stage

[01:47.36] Where's the trap door, slackjaw

[01:49.49] Logic, to keep your mind in the project

[01:51.61] Drop the check, his job is to chop neck

[01:54.54] That's just payback for noses

[01:57.19] There's no psych though

[01:58.25] What they don't know like Bo

[02:01.17] Won't hurt Diddley squat

[02:02.77] Got to be kiddin me, not seriously plot

[02:06.49] To put a hit out on the G-spot

[02:08.35] Gypped like Egypt out their

[02:09.67] Kettles and they teapot