lirik lagu madvillain & jaylib - beer games
[intro: mf doom]
madlib special
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
[verse 1: mf doom]
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~horsе it
you’re leaving on your face, forfеit
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 sh~t
getting money, dt’s be getting no new leads
it’s like he eating watermelon: stay spitting new seeds
it’s the weed, 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 yardbird taste like fried toad t~rd
love, villain”—take pride in code words
crooked eye mode, 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 is 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 him 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 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”
[interlude]
madlib special
[verse 2: j dilla]
no jokes, no games, no gimmicks
jaylib, no beat, but no limit
it’s so hot, the n~o~dot o~n~e
fo’sho dawg, off the top, we don’t sleep
it’s all work, no play, get mo’ money
and mo’ problems; no doubt, but no cake
it’s no good, just like these rappers
no hood in ’em, knowing they some actors
the takeover, rap game makeover
it’s next year now, yesterday’s over
time for new sh~t, “what can you do?” sh~t
nothing; stick it up the you~know~what and
there’s no fake suckas around, by no means
there’s no half steppin’ here, you know we
some nomads, ‘cross the globe, you local
we loco, with flo~jo, you so~so
you know what’s up like oats, no can do
can’t go for that clone sh~t, i demand you
rap cats with no sk!lls, know this:
jaylib, we ain’t taking, no prisoners
we gon’ set sh~t off, like lojack
all night like no doors, dough stacked
there’s no way, if no dough, it’s no deal
j dil and madlib, mo’ real
and now you know, but knowing is only half the battle
until y’all n~ggas get it together
just turn up the bass and let ya trunk rattle
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