| Tripping off the beat kinda, dripping off the meat grinder
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| Heat niner, pimping, stripping, soft street minor
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| China was a neat signer, trouble with the script digits
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| Double dip/bubble lips, sorrow less midget
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| Borderline schizoid, sort of fine tits tho
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| Pour the wine hold the grind, quarter to nine, lets go Ever since ten eleven, glad she met a brethren
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| Then his last style seven alligator, seven at the gates of heaven
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| Knocking, no answer, slow dancer, hopeless romancer, dopest flow stanzas
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| Yes, no Villain, Metal Face the death stroke
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| Guest shows, still incredible in escrow
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| Just say hoe, I will taste the yayo, Wild West style fest, y’all best to lay low
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| Hey bro, Day Glo, set the bet, pay dough
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| Before the cheddar get away, you best to get Maaco
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| The worst haters God on perpetrated are favors
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| Demonstrated in the perforated Rod Lavers
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| … In all quad flavors, large savers
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| Still back in the game like Jack Lalanne
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| think you know the name, don’t rack your brain
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| on a fast track to half insane
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| Either in a slow beat or that of speed or wrath of Kane
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| Laughter, pain
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| Doom’s songs lit, in the booth, with the best host
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| Doing bong hits, on the roof, in the west coast
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| He’s at it again
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| Mad at the pen
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| Glad that we win a tad fat in a bad hat for men
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| Grind the cinnamon, Manhattan warmongers
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| You can find the Villain in satin congas
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| The vans screeches
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| The old man preaches
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| About the gold sand beaches
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| The cold hand reaches
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| For the old tan ellesse’s
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| … Jesus |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Meat Grinder , by - Madvillain. Song from the album Madvillainy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп