One Beer (Explicit)

One Beer (Explicit) - MF Doom

Composed by：MF DOOM

I get no kick from champagne

Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all

So tell me why shouldn't it be true

I get a kick out of brew

There's 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 they emcees 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're leaving on your face forfeit

I crush the mic hold it like the heat he might toss it

Told him tell 'em they stole it he told her he lost it

She told him get off it and a bunch of other more s***

Getting money dt's be getting no new leads

It's like he eating watermelon stay spitting new seeds

It's the w**d give me some of what he drooping off

Soon as he wake up choking like it was whooping cough

They group been soft

First hour at the open bar and they're trooping off

He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road

She asked him autograph her derriere it read

To wide load this yard bird taste like fried toad turd

Love villain

Take pride in 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 die by the pizza guy

No he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer eye

And squeeze her thigh maybe give her curves a feel

The same way she feel it when he flow with nerves of steel

They call the super when they need their back uh plumbing fixed

How there's only one left the pack comes in six

Whatever happened to two and three

A herb 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 of fact not for nothing right now you and me

Looser than a pair of adidas

I hope you brought your spare tweeters

Mcs sound like cheerleaders

Rapping and dancing like red head kingpin

Doom came to do the thing again no matter who be blingin'

He do it for the smelly hubbies

Seeds know what time it is like it's time for teletubbies

Few can do it even fewer can sell it

Take it from the dude who wear a 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 shotty nobody move nobody get hurt

Bring heat like the boy done gone to war

He came in the door and everybody on the floor

A whole string of jobs like we on tour

Every night on the score coming to your corner store

There it is done

Now that the representative from south africa has been

Mind programmed

All of the world leaders on earth are under my control

And when they meet tomorrow in special session

I doom shall be voted master of the world

My plan is foolproof but just in case

And what about snow

Now you keep your eyes open

When I tell ya start snappin' oh yeah sure

Uh ladies and gentlemen

I am risking my life to tell you with with great concern

That I must warn you I I

You must listen

Many among you have have had their minds taken over

Doom gosh I wish I'd brought my autograph book

Your attempts at humor bore me right lead-head

You're weird

Why is everyone staring at us

Aw I should have realized we must look like freaks to them

Relax masseur just do your thing

Get a good grip on my

What why I'll bend your read-out meter for ya you little

Hey knock it off ben

What's the matter oh ben

You're nothing but a chicken-head

You overgrown granite-head hold it