Molemen - Put Your Quarter Up lyrics

"Trapped in a deadly video game..." [GZA] 7x "...with just one man" [GZA] [Slug] Put your quarter up I got first (Sluggo) And I'm the type of customer that orders the works Not the same as any, I run the game of plenty I buy my nickels from a dime who goes by the name of Penny The Last Starfighter searching for the Starf**er The drunk parallel parker, thank God for car bumpers Another day, shot in the head and buried While your wifey tries to convince me that she shouldn't have got married From the Galaga bugs to the amateur thugs To the punk rock chicks that can't handle my hugs I'll be standin upon the web, born out of a thought Where the spider makes her bed out of the carca**es she caught Aiyyo she's got that good head, me I got dandruff She wears a smile, and me I wear handcuffs Yo wait a minute savior, how about a little truth You couldn't save yourself if you had a cape and a phonebooth The roof is on fire, the floor is underwater The fish ignored the bait and ate the bobber And as God hovers up above the highway and the chopper I'm down here writing songs for her daughter (Is that your quarter?) "Trapped in a deadly video game..." [3x] "...with just one man" [Aesop Rock] Put your quarter up, brother My underhanded summerjam escaped with a free game in my back pocket The ego and the muddy gear lept clear off the concrete valley To murder silhouettes with a budget that have me bummin cigarettes My soul stuck in a mudpit absorbing anchors With a y-shaped water stick and five great venoms Caught it at the dog door by a sideways phantom With a swift attitude problem Knuckling up with a carbon-based common guarding goblin I'm drowsy Who drifted by the lousy Virgin Mary night light luminants That blew a kiss to sin Would've said "Count me in" but just couldn't afford the bounty I'll do the deed myself before the second leaping sheep Even got counted Multiple tasking, drastic unsocialable captain gasping Jay Gatsby the great bashing open the plastic backspins Strapped with a plague and a co*ktail napkin Wrapped in oragami dragon fashion Flashed in a effort to smash your pattern Pen magnanimous To say a little on this ancient foundation They found na-tions running bases for nickeltips Coordinate the zoning and the speeders trickle drips out I'll skip town once these upright citizens sit down "Trapped in a deadly video game" [MF Doom] Uh, yo I go next, put your quarter up For bets, put your daughter up MF is sorta corrupt Not to be confused with the fake fly raw sound Still the one who used to take your high score down With more rhymes than germs a spitball carry As it fly through the air like Pitfall Harry sh** y'all fairies take a loss like Slobodan This goes out to man, woman, and child from Robotron Before the end, I save the world like Defender There's no time for curling up to hurl from a bender Like back when your last five never went to weed More likely on like twenty rounds of Centipede If it go fast or slow, no mattering The flow down pat like the ole Acro pattern Those need to learn the technique, take heed, note And switch like Spy Hunter when he *psst* to the speedboat