| Freddie, hey whats wrong with ya?
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| Oh no, gas!
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| Behold, the Armored One!
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| |1st MF DOOM|
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| A grown ass man, mind from a trash can
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| And he kept his rhymes as aligned as a Tascam
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| Whoosh! |
| Like a flash bang crash the Shazam Van
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| Made it with the stashed cash, and his black ash hand
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| Bring on the last man standing, he can hang
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| Did the Shang-A-Lang then caught him, Ka-Bang!
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| Drone flown pass, blam, ping on the dash cam
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| Known as a king who do rings on a mass scam
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| Overthrow a vast plan, shown a unmask fam'
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| Rock it like a sun’s splash jam
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| She had the color, came first place on the can-can band stand
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| Face like Ann Landers, ask my man man-man
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| Bitter than a batch of tan bran from Pakistan
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| Don’t get smacked with the practice hand
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| Not one to grand stand, get it on a low-low gram
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| Ampersand handstand gas can
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| |Bridge|
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| For every super menace there seems to be, a super hero!
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| To rise in fearless challenge
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| |2nd Inspectah Deck|
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| I’m in the mosh pit, wilding with goth chicks
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| Fire, and desire, call it water for chocolate
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| The spark in the darkness, marvelous hard shit
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| Bump you off like a small part in a mob flick
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| Arson artist, tough customer to bargain with
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| No discussion, nor argument
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| No trust, no partnership
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| Respect, get me 'spect but the rest get hardship
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| My bars get, funky like a playoff armpit
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| You living in your mom’s crib, driving your broad’s whip
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| I’m on it, strong grip holding my fork with
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| I’m on it, strong piff, floating my thoughts with
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| Nah I ain’t feeling what y’all spit
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| All of 'em talk shit, call a coroner for this corpses
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| Warriors I walk with, all in the conflict
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| Live from the battlefield swords, and horses
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| |Bridge|
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| Seconds later the villain was in the cockpit
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| |3rd Esoteric|
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| Break out the fine china, tired of dining on a garbage rhymer
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| Quick on the draw like an art designer
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| Filthy like a carpet miner, masked men not from comic con
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| I’m hungry like Olajuwon, playing through Ramadan
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| Phenomenon, one stun gun for the unsung
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| Run run, 'fore I come undone and eat her lung lung
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| Um um, stuck in '95 like Rust Cohle, bust souls
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| Punch sneaker heads through their gum soles
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| Holding 'em, and folding 'em a tough soul controlling them
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| Emo rappers cry along like there’s no Rust-Oleum
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| The flow is fire dog, no dalmatian, no salvation
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| Shall take place, this Czar with the Metal Face
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| Rebel based, mayday mayday
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| I’m out for that JJ Abram style pay day
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| I catch deer on foot, snatch eagles mid flight
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| Crashing through your skylight with Scott Summers eyesight
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| Easy Scott baby, don’t lose control
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| Gotta' focus all my power, into one tiny beam
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| Hold steady, steady
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| If I can’t blast through, I’ll burn through! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ka-Bang! , by - MF DOOM. Song from the album Every Hero Needs a Villain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп