Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Money Folder, artist - Madvillain. Album song Four Tet Remixes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
Money Folder |
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone |
After you who’s last, it’s DOOM, he’s the worst known |
That’ll have your boom blown or even thirst bone |
Rock it to a worst clone, just don’t curse the throne |
Own his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go |
So he can bring it to you live in stere-ere-o |
Pan it, can’t understand it, ban it |
The underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded |
The best, any who profess will be remanded |
Yes sir, request permission to be candid? |
Granted |
I don’t think we can handle a style so rancid |
They flipped it like Madlib, did a old jazz standard |
Don’t mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly |
Off of two or three Heines, and boy was they fine, G |
One black, one spanish, one chinese |
It keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree |
Don’t sign me I’m about to get a mil' without 'em |
Crowd him off the shelf, he’s the villain, and what about him |
So, and he’s a jerk and you don’t know him |
Mad how he expand work but won’t show 'em |
Poor guys, what a sight for old, sore four-eyes |
Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries |
All rise, so far art as a ruble |
So raw, break it down and make quadruple |
It’s crucial, you could see it in his pupil |
And this time when he get it he’ll waste it on somethin' useful |
Like getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of cokey |
Keep it low key, known to pull a okey-dokey |
Silly Goose, DOOM is too jokey |
Damn he could really use a room or a hoe key |
Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads |
True dat, she bad, I wonder do she come with kneepads |
What a call, what a real butterball |
Either I get a strike or strike out, gutterball |
Rock it like gear for the fall |
With knives inside pockets, prepare for the brawl |
Yeah y’all you could say its an earful |
Beware, do not touch mic, be careful |
And just like he said, I could’a told ya |
MF, the holder of a boulder; |
money folder |
It ain’t funny, nigga |
Money folder |
The muscle-bound karate expert concealed a razor edge |
Which could lop the head off of a marble statue once propelled |
With notorious world takeover schemes and the most magnificent gadgets |
imaginable |
Villains rapidly grew healthy cash flow |
It is explained by a more comedic villain, the bald headed DOOM |
This villain rose to incredible new heights of money-making, revenge and |
extortion |
Such was the magnitude of the typical villain |
This is no answer! |
Very well then… |
A duel to the death |