Gmo Lyrics - Key To The Kuffs - Jj Doom

There they go feminizing men again 

Then pretend they don't know when we know it, xenoestrogen 

Exorcise the jinn 

Keynote lecture with a spin 

Meant to get c-notes from end to end 

Whoever use canola oil ya soul'll boil 

For a longer time it take a diet cola to spoil 

Uh, I get what you're sellin' 

Swellin' from alien micro-filaments it's more gellins 

Even if you're gellin' 

What's that in your melon? And what the hell is they sprayin'? No tellin' 

Barium strontium, aluminum 

Well drink responsibly, get the jewel from Doom! And them 

Can't trust the tap water much less the kettle 

Double entendre to the phrase test your meddle 

The rest'll settle, just to get fed well 

As the livin' dead infect the red cell 

Don't drink the milk, it's spoiled 

The blood and stuff in it make it stink it's why it's boiled 

Snake oil sales from doorbell doctors who slip Mickey's 

And trick you to strip to get jipped quickly 

Kick me, you know it's gettin' worse 

No help from bein' upset ya startin' to curse first 

Better off with a good sense of humor 

Research to know what's the truth instead of rumor 

Ya partner DOOM is who'll ride 

Or either do or die like farmer suicide, chew your pride 

Might as well start amountin' pro boxin' 

Then force-feedin' them toddler food laced with excitotoxins 

They did it like the funky worm 

Enough to make a junkie squirm, mice make ya monkey sperm 

Or rice infused with diarrhea drugs 

Wonder why he's here well shrug, hell yeah it's bugged 

And it gets bugged'er by the minute 

Question: Will the frankenfoods kill us? 

Or turn us into thangs off Thriller, or dang gorillas? 

Breeds of a needless variety 

In the name of greed we in a seedless society 

Flounder genes in your tomatoes 

Cod in your potatoes, playin' God, retarded'er than Plato 

And as the juice gets sweeter 

No use in bein' cute if you's a useless eater 

Make it hard to keep your mattress clean 

That was mean, little froggies with sex changes from atrazine 

And aspartame in gum, Splenda is plenty fun 

Left many strung, agenda 21 

Or have your third eye cry or your side blown 

Or ride on, forgot the silent guide stone 

Yours truly all caps DOOM 

Sue him if you're gloomy, or glue him to your tomb