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Rapp Snitch Knishes Lyrics
MM..Food? |
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> Rapp Snitch Knishes Lyrics by MF Doom, Mr. Fantastik
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Title:
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Rapp Snitch Knishes Lyrics
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Artists:
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MF Doom, Mr. Fantastik
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Album:
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MM..Food?
by MF Doom
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Added By:
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oddbalz
added on December 12, 2004
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HipHop Lyrics:
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[Mr. Fantastik]
yo
[MF Doom]
yo
[Mr. Fantastik]
mf doom
[MF Doom+Mr. Fantastik]
mr fantastik
[MF Doom]
villain
what up nigga
[Mr. Fantastik]
ain't nuttin' whats the word?
whats crackin' boy?
[MF Doom]
same old shit kid
[Mr. Fantastik]
man, rapp snitches man
shit is bugged out man, the fuck man
[MF Doom]
shit you tellin me
[Mr. Fantastik]
niggas runnin' they mouth
tellin' near anything, anything
[MF Doom + Mr. Fantastik]
rapp snitches, tellin' all they business
sit in the court and be they own star witness
do you see the purpatraitor, yeah im right here
fuck around get the whole label sent up for years
rapp snitches, tellin' all they business
sit in the court and be they own star witness
do you see the purpatraitor, yeah im right here
fuck around get the whole label sent up for years
[Mr. Fantastik]
tight profile low
like ay and paid in full
attract heavy cash cuz the game centrifical
mr. fantastik, long throat like elastic
got my life with twin glocks
thats made outta plastic
can't stand around brown nosin' nigga
fake ass bastard admiring my style
told bust through manhatan
plottin' playin' the quickest
my flows the sickest
my hoes be the thickest
my dro the stickiest
street nigga, stamped and bonified
when beef jump niggas come get me cuz they know i ride
true to the ski-mask new yorks my origin
play a fake gangsta like a old accordian
or caught in the hymn when the d's rushed in
complication from the wild testimony was thin
caused this man to go up north the boy hit him again
lame rapp snitch nigga even told on a mexican
[MF Doom + Mr. Fantastik]
rapp snitches, tellin' all they business
sit in the court and be they own star witness
do you see the purpatraitor, yeah im right here
fuck around get the whole label sent up for years
rapp snitches, tellin' all they business
sit in the court and be they own star witness
do you see the purpatraitor, yeah im right here
fuck around get the whole label sent up for years
[MF Doom]
theres rules to this shit, fools dare care
everybody wanna rule the world with tears for fear
yeah, yeah tell 'em tell it on a mountain hill
runnin' up they mouth bill, everybody doubtin' still
informer keep it up and get tested
popped through your bubble vest, or double breasted
he keep a lab down south in the little beast
so much heat you woulda thought it was the middle east
a little grease always keeps the wheels a spinnin'
like, sittin on 23's to get the sqealers grinnin'
hittin' on many trees feel real linen
spittin' on enimes get the steel for tin men
with no brains, but gum flap
he said his gun clapped, then he fled after one slap
son shut yo' trap, save it for the bitches
mm.. delicious, rapp snitch knishes
[Mr. Fantastik](MF Doom)
know wha' im sayin'?
(its terrible) crazy man
im just analizing this whole game
this shit is bugged out man
niggas is snitchen'
tellin' on they own self
(its a horror) fuck around, they get anybody bagged man
(atrocities) fuck man, get yo' mama bagged nigga
you know your grandma be's bootleggin'
fake hustlin nigga
*laughs*(*laughs*)
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