[Intro]
(One-two)
(Every consumer has a small box in his head)
(Our job is to manipulate the consumer by arousing his desires, and then we satisfy those desires for a fixed price!)
(It's called advertising!)
[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
Listerine green jars, sick cleans, Jallaad be a Enma
Thick queens, mama mia, robs jalapeno peppers
Clique mean large, brick seen mirage is ours
Quick mean cars, strict Deen Allah
Make your quota, check your clock shock Taqwa
Concoct the potion, blue aloe lotion, call it aqua
Tock you on watch, sure ahk, Salah two Rak'ahs
Four to roll in extorter mode, loose spot too hot
Here you go ma, for you boo, that's Coco Mango
Shе let her hand go, her man said ¡yo no tеngo!
Bangles jangle, no gangs tranquil
Blank grill, real shank steel, bankroll ankle
F to the N and the R: two thieves, a bum in a car
But never had no beefs, Alhamdulillah
Inshallah any duties, top grillers, no Mercedes sign
Bubble nuggets with the ruby, Cop Killer '89
On a line on the third like Lupin
Word is a bond that's honored don, shukran... afwan
Ram the adhan
Livin' Sunnah of the prophet Muhammad, Alayhi-salam
[Interlude]
(He's right! He knows the rules. You gotta know the rules before you can break the rules!)
(Death is a revolution... do you understand?)
[Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man]
(Yo)
Quick to shank shit
I'm the wrong bastard to box or bang wit
Have a cop for an appetizer
Put a pig in a blanket
You not a believer?
Leave you locked in the freezer
I terminate you hasta la vista
When I make the gun clap like gonorrhea
Removing the unity instead of improving the community
Promoting racist stereotypes and hood buffoonery
I come from the slum never mind it
Claiming you a king with a kingdom?
You the king of the dumb, deaf, blinded
A real life action hero, I don't need no stunt doubles
My dick is dirty, instead of semen I spit mud puddles
They devils from pop labels to underground hip hop jocks
Imported apartheid, Rawkus was Rupert Murdock
I got the worst rep twice: worst representation
Worst reputation, anybody got a recommendation?
Land raper, the smile-in-your-face hand shaker
The rhymes I write is so rough I use the pages for sandpaper
Ain't shit in life I regret
Fuck the devil I'm god's reject
I move forward persevere with each step
Take a deep breath, meet death
I'm pulling out weapons like cheat death
I swim on the beat; you ain't even get your feet wet
Come on! (come on... come on...)
[Outro]
([?] full spectrum)
(I know what I feel [?])
(They said you're corrupt...)
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