Beth Gibbons - GMO lyrics

[Verse 1: DOOM] There they go, feminizing men again Then pretend they don't know when we know it, xenoestrogen Exorcise the jinn Keynote lecture with a spin Meant to get c-notes from end to end Whoever use canola oil ya soul'll boil For a longer time than it take a diet cola to spoil Uh, I get what you're sellin' Swellin' from alien microfilaments, it's Morgellons Even if you're gellin' What's that in your melon? And what the hell is they sprayin'? No tellin' Barium strontium, aluminum Well drink responsibly, get the truth from DOOM and 'em Can't trust the tap water much less the kettle Double entendre to the phrase test your mettle The rest'll settle, just to get fed well As the livin' dead infect the red cell [Hook: Beth Gibbons] [Verse 2: DOOM] Don't drink the milk, it's spoiled The blood and stuff in it make it stink, that's why it's boiled Snake oil sales from doorbell doctors who slip Mickey's And trick you to strip to get jipped quickly Kick me, you know it's gettin' worse No help bein' upset, ya startin' to curse first Better off with a good sense of humor Research to know what's the truth instead of rumor Ya partner DOOM is who'll ride Or either do or die like farmer suicide, chew your pride Might as well start 'em out in pro boxin' Than force-feedin' them toddler food laced with excitotoxins They did it like the funky worm Enough to make a junkie squirm, mice making monkey s**m Or rice infused with diarrhea d** Wonder why it's here, well shrug, hells yeah it's bugged And it gets bugged'er by the minute [Hook] [Verse 3: DOOM] Question: will the frankenfoods k** us? Or turn us into thangs off Thriller, or dang gorillas? Breeds of a needless variety In the name of greed we get a seedless society Flounder genes in your tomatoes Cod in your potatoes, playin' God, retarded'er than Play-Doh And as the juice gets sweeter No use in bein' cute if you's a useless eater Make it hard to keep your mattress clean That was mean, little froggies with s** changes from atrazine And aspartame in gum, Splenda is plenty fun Left many strung, agenda 21 Or have your third eye cry or your side blown Well right on, forgot to sign the guide stone Yours truly all caps DOOM Sue him if you're gloomy, or boo'em to your tomb [Verse 4: Jneiro Jarel] Yes Slicko, it's like robitussin but toxic She take it to feel better, but there's more to the concoction She'll peep it Got a lot, can you keep it? Got these keys to the cuffs To unlock all these secrets Yes I'm professin', yes teachin' With the villain, strategic Got these apples and peaches The size of Kelly and Regis You won't believe till you see it And with them come these allergies Underage with doubles Ds Aw, man, ya k**ing me Literally