MF DOOM- Monosodium Glutamate

MF Doom’s Monosodium Glotamate, if u guys want any of his tracks or want me to upload any other tracks from any artist then just tell me, im always down to s…


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  1. Burns slow, jumps up in the elevator/ Don’t tell em ‘Move’ though, just
    give em respirators/Turn the heads of haters into celebrators/In his lair
    switching several faders, knobs and levers,/ Hear the deep cough, is it
    asthma or fever?/ Echinacea couldn’t drown out the sound, call the man up,
    ‘How about a pound’?/More green than gators deep in the bayou/ Get her on
    the phone, she whisper ‘Hi, you!’/Sounds sweet yet deceptive like a
    siren/Admire from a distance, know when to say ‘Bye’, friend/

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  2. I guess I’ll try something…. A mad villain, cash stealin’ had feelings
    but his last feelin’ was of ass women and wealth, he got mad this didn’t
    help, to ease his empty, easeled pen inked soul his past material self. Is
    being blotted out, or jotted out in his new discovery he got it now. What
    he found is pure as hip-hop is sound. The meaning of his own existence, was
    more than hoes money and bitches, cuz’ human worth is only fiction, if you
    don’t know YOUR OWN richness.

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  3. Last seen on the scene with a chick who was green/Rocked orange hair,
    though she, didn’t care/Makes her more unique, and sweeps me off my
    feet/Like a round house taught by Bruce Lee(wahaa)/And here’s a judo
    chop/For me being hot, and you knowing you not/Inhale the smoke, exhale a
    memory/Wonder what they’ll think of me, when they reminisce of me “P.M.”

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