| A dollar and a dream
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| One up in the chamber, holler at the team
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| The only thing gleam was machines for Christ sakes
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| The end brings, justice to the means, and dices-fake
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| Rather eat a nice steak than rice cake
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| Police date, grease the bait, at least, wait
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| On one, straight porn fun
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| Plate gone dun none, don’t hate the son
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| Get it, while the getting’s good
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| In it for the cheddar
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| Streads weather leathered tethered wood
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| Better could make a Feda' blood
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| Instead I should stood the sweaterhood for the better good
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| Suede, paid programmin
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| And the jam played while we laid low scammin
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| Party people say ho while he rhymed with the beat so erratic
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| Don’t know how he timed it
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| Before I was so rudely interrupted
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| About to say the beat how crudely it was constructed
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| Knowin this dude, he did it on purpose
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| Sped up the track so I could spit it all nervous
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| Still spat that raw flawless worthless
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| Motherfuckin villain at your service
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| Slip 'em the word, he’ll rip 'em, jip 'em
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| Flip 'em a bird, and have 'em dippin to the herb
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| I’m sippin on some slizzurp, slurred
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| This jerks a nerd, but his lipwork’s absurd
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| Blurred!
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| He knows the route
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| Just keep breathin real slow in and out
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| Until you get dizzy
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| Then close your eyes as the crew gets busy
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| But don’t choke off that heavy tree smokin
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| And we broke off, celebrity spokesman |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Spokesman , by - Dangerdoom. Song from the album The Mouse & The Mask, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп