Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mince Meat, artist - Dangerdoom. Date of issue: 16.10.2005
Song language: English
Mince Meat |
| The Villain ain’t rhymin off bread alone |
| Let him get some cognac, a mic and a headphone |
| Smoke and mirrors, caught her in the mix |
| Couldn’t read the shorthand for mortars and bricks |
| If any negative thought linger, he let it vent |
| Wrote this one with his middle finger in wet cement |
| Did it on the sly |
| Before he’s gone bye bye, spit it on the fly |
| Brush your teeth, rinse and gargle |
| A true nerd who messed with new words since Boggle |
| And used slang in Scrabble |
| Rhymed with a Northern drawl, twang and babble |
| Flossy pen jargon to break the world record |
| Do a Faustian bargain and tape the girl naked |
| More spots than a leopard |
| Then he had to stop, the block was hot peppered |
| Shepherd, leading the sheeps out to slaughter |
| Kept it, sold and repped it, everytime he saw ya |
| Tryin' to douse a pinch of weed in a frat street house |
| I’ll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse! |
| Welcome to the show |
| Remember whatever you do, do not boo the flow |
| Schooled the dumb on the number one rule of thumb |
| What a fool; |
| still you never met a cooler bum |
| Give the drummer some rum, I’m sure he could use a shot |
| Just to get his cues hot, ensure he don’t lose his spot |
| A stranger who speaks to you vocal |
| Danger made the beat, get a freak to do the bogle |
| No bull, everything he wanted they grabbed and took |
| Whole lab looked like an ill left jab and hook |
| Even had a secretary to take the calls |
| Shake it and make it fall, I told her don’t break my balls |
| Wherever Mouse go, trouble follows |
| The bounty on this pro was mills and double dollars |
| Vil spilled muddled flows that befuddled scholars |
| Thick Buffalo girl with the bubble hollars |
| She rocked leather and gold, a fat blouse |
| And need a brother with soul to let her cat out |
| Even if the rat couldn’t compete with Kraus |
| I’ll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse! |
| Tap ya toe, grime and strapped for dough |
| Rap for show, to let the whippersnappers know |
| Sucks to be them, now pass that loot |
| Up under the tux, he wore a hazmat suit |
| Sounded like froggy, sip the groggiest of potions |
| Be up in the party with the foggiest of notions |
| On the list of lobbyists who save the oceans |
| Gave his donation to the lady with the lotions |
| Swoll hand itchin', the old man bitchin' |
| Switchin' with the fan with the gold band twitchin' |
| Spittin' like a bionic sneeze that freeze vodka |
| Just to clear the air like the Ionic Breeze Quadra |
| Sleek enough to outsly a fox |
| For a chicken pot pie, thinkin outside the box |
| Would love to taste her goody |
| But got no time to be wastin chasin putty |
| Out for Daffy Duck bucks, Porky Pig paper |
| Bugs Bunny money or Sylvester Cat caper |
| Off a DAT tape of rap, country or deep house |
| I’ll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse! |