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…
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/
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.
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.”
rhymes like dimes
I think Rza said Monosodium Glutamate on that Wu wear video.
@EbbTidesRevenge Very well done!
think u can get korn dogs instrumental by dangerdoom?
@beertron7 you started off good
@thecrystalkid ?
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/
umm i’ll look, if i do, i’ll defiantly upload it.
@beertron7 Pretty ill yourself there. I see ya’ beertron *thumbs up*
@GameGuru2004 go on then!
Should be on gran turismo
You would go shopping to this
@thelastbiggie Orange hairs on my chronic
i think i can. i dnt currently have it, but i’ll find it and post it for ya.
I wrote some hot shit to this joint like 2 minutes ago. I’m gonna record
it. Damn I love doom’s beats…
do you have the version when nas raps over this beat?
Does anyone know the name of the song where Doom raps on Salvia Divinorium
or Yellow Dock?
Where did he get the mask from i would like to get one of those.
so great music
SELL RYMES LIKE DIMES
O MAN!!!!! i messed up, nice catch my friend, i’ll change it.
2 people need chap Stick
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.
Yea it’s called Rhymes Like Dimes
Nevrmind =]
is there a version of this where he raps over it??
thanks for the upload, can we get a good quality coffin nails up in here?
Its not playing… =[
fuckin dope
Hey, man can you post Mf doom – Peppermint (the instrumental for vomitspit)
It used to be up, but it got removed.
Thanks for letting real hip hop live! Big up Gameguru! I could break in
this beat the whole night. Yayo!
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.”