Meat Grinder lyrics

Artist  : Mf Doom 
Song : Meat Grinder



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														   Tripping off the beat kinda,
dripping off the meat grinder

Heat niner,
pimping, stripping, soft street minor

China
was a neat signer, trouble with the script
digits

Double dipbubble lips, sorrow less
midget

Borderline schizoid, sort of fine
tits tho

Pour the wine hold the grind,
quarter to nine, lets go

Ever since ten
eleven, glad she met a brethren

Then his
last style seven alligator, seven at the gates of
heaven

Knocking, no answer, slow dancer,
hopeless romancer, dopest flow stanzas

Yes,
no Villain, Metal Face the death stroke

Guest shows, still incredible in escrow

Just say hoe, I will taste the yayo, Wild West
style fest, y'all best to

lay low

Hey
bro, Day Glo, set the bet, pay dough

Before
the cheddar get away, you best to get Maaco

The worst haters God on perpetrated are
favors

Demonstrated in the perforated Rod
Lavers

... In all quad flavors, large
savers

Still back in the game like Jack
Lalanne

think you know the name, don't rack
your brain

on a fast track to half insane

Either in a slow beat or that of speed or wrath
of Kane

Laughter, pain

Doom's songs
lit, in the booth, with the best host

Doing
bong hits, on the roof, in the west coast

He's at it again

Mad at the pen

Glad that we win a tad fat in a bad hat for
men

Grind the cinnamon, Manhattan
warmongers

You can find the Villain in
satin congas

The vans screeches

The
old man preaches

About the gold sand
beaches

The cold hand reaches

For the
old tan ellesse's

... Jesus