Sofa King Lyrics - Mouse & The Mask - Danger Doom

Please, read from sheets 

I am, I am 

Sofa King 

Sofa King 

Scared of a bunch of water, then get out the rain 

Order a rapper for lunch, and spit out the chain 

Then, kick a lungee off the tip of his timbo 

And trick a honey dip, into a game of strip limbo 

Odd, he couldn't find no remorse 

A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse 

Of course, his technique was from a divine source 

Never new the price of ice or what swine cost 

One guy tried to bite the heat 

That's when he discovered the other, other white meat 

Oh, the one, they hate so well 

He sure keeps it psycho, like the old Bates motel 

They came to ask him for, at least, some new tracks 

But only got confronted by the beast with two backs 

Knock, Mouse is a made man 

Villain, laid it down, like the best laid plan 

Belle, the cat, who the hell is that, near the middle? 

Got y'all but it's not all beer and Skittles 

Prepare the vittles, got riddles and spittles 

Crystal clear to the jock or the tittle 

Sssst, it's hot, off the griddle 

Came to take the cake, whether it's a lot or a little 

Ka-boom, doom is nervous large 

You could tell by his blooming room service charge 

Dark and tall to boot 

The only thing was wrong was, he was bald as a Klute 

Used to rent a van from Peter Pan, the red and tan 

And keep the human foot for his dead man's hand 

This was when the mask was brand-spankin' new 

Before it got rusted, from drankin' all the brew 

Stankin' too, pew 

Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe 

Spat what he knew, energy for true 

To all fake rappers, twenty-three skidoo 

Excuse you, any room in the class front? 

For a blast of the blunt, shroomin' since last month 

Doom a human in the mask, born to stunt 

Danger zoomin' past, mad, fast on the hunt 

Keep your streets, we got the city neatly conquered 

Discretely, with the CD, 'til they be completely bunkered 

The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it 

His own brand of shit, if only he could bottle it 

Hmm, nah, she could get messy 

The feds tried to torture him for the secret recipe 

He said, "It's no use, I only know half 

No speaka de English, I only do the math" 

Bzzt, felt no pain 

His brain was saturated with cocaine and Rogaine 

He said, "Try scan, no thing, three-card dead 

Fly man, go for bling, he got bled 

I jam over sting, see spots red 

I am Sofa King, we Todd, Ed" 

We, Todd, Ed 

Now repeat all, very fast, please 

I am, Sofa King 

Faster 

I am Sofa King 

No, no, not so fast, loses meaning 

I am so fucking retarded 

You say, funny thing