Sofa King lyrics

Artist  : Danger Doom 
Song : Sofa King



 Send "Sofa King" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the
rain

Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the
chain

Then kick a lungee of the tip of his timbo

And trick a honey dip into a game of of strip
limbo

Odd... He couldn't find no remorse

A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse

Of course his technique was from a divine
source

Never new the price of ice or what swine cost

One guy tried to bite the heat

That's when he discovered the other other white
meat

Ohhhh, the one they hate so well

He sure keeps it pyscho like the old bates
motel

They came to ask him for a least some new
tracks

But only got confronted by the beast with two
backs

Knock... Mouse is a made man

Villain laid it down like the best laid plan

the cat who the hell is that near the middle

Got y'all but it's not all bare and skittles

Prepare the viddles, got riddles and spittles

Crystal clear to the jock or the tittle

TSSSS.. It's hot off the griddle

Came to take the cake wether it's a lot or a
little

KABOOM... DOOM is nervous large

You could tell by his Blooming room service
charge

Dark and tall to boot

The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a
coot

Used to rent a van from Peter Pan to red and
tan

And keep the human foot for his dead man's
hand

This was when the mask was brand spanking new

Before it got rusted from drinking all the
brew

[Sniff] Stankin' too, pew

Kept all his earnings in the bank and his
shoe

Spat what he knew, energy for true

To all fake rappers, twenty-three skidoo

Excuse you, any room in the class front?

For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last
month

Doom a human in the mask I'm on the stunt

Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt

Keep the streets, we got the city needing
conquered

Discreetly with the city till they be completely
bonkered

The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it

His own brandishing, if only he could bottle
it

Hmm.. Nah she could get messy

Feds tried to tortue him for the secret
recipe

He said: It's no use, I only know half

No speake de english. I only do the math

Zzzzz. Felt no pain

His brain was saturated with cocaine and
Rogaine

He said: Try scan no thing three-card dead fly
man

go for bling he got bled

I jam over sting, see spots red

I am "Sofa King, We Todd Ed"