Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GMO, artist - JJ DOOM. Date of issue: 19.08.2012
Song language: English
GMO |
| 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 |
| Huh, 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 |
| 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 sperm |
| Or rice infused with diarrhea drugs |
| Wonder why it’s here, well shrug, hells yeah it’s bugged |
| And it gets bugged’er by the minute |
| Question: will the frankenfoods kill 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 sex 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 |
| 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 killing me |
| Literally |