MF DOOM - Cellz lyrics

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MF DOOM - Cellz lyrics

DOOM from the realm of Al-Qayyum. Smelly gel fume Separating cell womb to Mele Mel, boom! Revelations in braille, respiration, inhale View nations fail, shaking of a snake tail Make due, blazing swords, traze the haze, praise the Lord Saving grace. Lace your broad, she say she bored A crazy straw, ink and stale-dried paraffin Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison A bad Samaritan averagin above average men Rancid rants havin' ramblin', savages scavagin' For scraps, perhaps road k**, if that Gift of gab and he flow ill, chrome stiff hat Known for writin' lightnin' tight lines Chiefin beefin' bein' off deep ends, divine bright shines even Dimes quiet as minds by design, mighty fine Slight rewind, tightly bind, blind lead blind Need minds now, that was this is then Listenin' to sizzlin' officialtons whisperin' him again Metal Face spinster playin' with the dirty money Sinister, don't know what he sayin' but the words be funny Major vets spaded through the vest with a bayonet Save your breath, gave a F, pay your debt, they forget Make 'em sweat bullets, crime pays no benefits Then it gets wilder with more childish degenerates Yodel at your uncle flows, my motorcycle trunk fulls from 2, 1 to 1, loose crumbs to chunks in bundles Hands down, better than what your mans used to get Standin' around for where the translucent lucid spit Missin wheel, you don't listen, you a feel head Sittin' in the kitchen, pissin', twitchin', kissin' steel lead Crime pays no dental nor medical Unless you catch retirement, county, state or federal Ya heard like roaring waters in a seashell If a tree fell, ya couldn't tell from 3 cell Be real careful, they tellin' by the earful Kids doin' skid bids, acting out is terrible Word is bond, fix your clothes, put a shirt on Pants saggin' back when used to meant you had a skirt on Squirts posin' as thuggers and hustlers Al-itu closer than y'alls ball huggers and jugglers MOTHAfu*kAS