One Beer - MF Doom

One Beer - MF Doom
Lyrics:
I get no kick from champagne
Their alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why shouldn't it be true
I get a kick out of brew

[MF Doom]
There is only one beer left
Rappers screaming all in our ears like we're deaf
Tempt me
Do a number on the label
Eat up all their MC's and drink 'em under the table like
It's on me
Put it on my tab kid
However you get there
Foot it, Cab it, Iron horse it
You leaving on your face forfeit
I crush the mic hold it like the heat he might toss it
Told him tell they stole it
He told her he lost it
She told him get off it, and a bunch other more shit
Getting money
DT's be getting no new leads
It's like he eating watermelon stay spitting new seeds
It's da weed give me some of what he's drooping off
Soon as he wake up choking like it was whooping cough
The group been soft
First hour at the open bar and their trooping off
He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road
She asked him to autograph her dareair
It read to wide load this yard bird taste like fried toad
Turned love villain
Take pride and code words
Crooked eye mold nerd geek with a cold heart
Probably still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart
Study how to eat to dine by the pizza guy
No he's not to fly to skeet in a skezzers eye
And squeeze her thigh
Maybe giver her curves a feel
And the same way she feel it when she flow with nerves of steel
They call him super when they need their back or plumbing fixed
Powers only one left the pack comes in six
Whatever happened to two and three
A hood tried to slide with four and five and got caught
Like what you doing G
Don't make 'em have to get cutting like truancy
Matter fact not for nothing right now you and me
Looser than a pair of adidas
I hope you bought your spare tweeters
MC's sound like cheerleaders
Rapping and dancing like Red Head Kingpin
Dude can't do his thing again no matter how be blinging
You do it for the smelly hubbies
Seeds know what time it is like it's time for tellie tubbies
Few can do it even fewer can sell it
Take it from the dude who wears mask like a tarded helmet
He plots shows like robberies
In and out
One, two, three, no bodies please
Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shootie nobody move nobody get hurt
Bring heat like the boy I'm going to war
Came in the door, and everybody on the floor
A whole string of jobs like we are on tour
Everynight on the score coming to your corner store

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Category:

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Tags:

• One
• Beer
• MF
• Doom
• Old
• School
• Rap

[oldschoolrapmemories]

MF Doom Is where its at!

[Tmathh]

this is lyrical on another fuckin level

[giveintocin]

@JewDoggyDogg No Son Its DOOM!!!!!!!! Recognize Where It came from.

[justfromg]

@elvispablo93 Odd Toddlers just slows it down; Madlib employs one of the best rappers in the game to spit over it. I find both good but One Beer to be superior.

[elvispablo93]

odd toddlers is better

[speeddemon157mph]

Hello, how you doing today

[chrizles]

"She asked him to autograph her dareair

It read to wide load this yard bird taste like fried toad"

dareair is french for ass LOL. doom killed it.

[TrevorLipBalm]

Frank Sinatra Reference

[BballerMMS]

@SwagBros678 lol.

[canttophomade]

Why doesn't this have the Dr. Doom ending?

[SwagBros678]

@BballerMMS bruh shut up. dis dude look like the silver surfer wit that damn mask on.

[BballerMMS]

@SwagBros678 You clearly don't listen to good music.

[SwagBros678]

wiz's version betta than this shit, who is dis guy? TGODD ON YA BITCH