Meat Grinder Lyrics - Madvillainy - Madvillain

Tripping off the beat kinda, dripping off the meat grinder 

Heat niner, pimping, stripping, soft sweet minor 

China was a neat signer, trouble with the script 

Digits double dipped, bubble lipped, subtle lisp midget 

Borderline schizo, sort of fine tits though 

Pour the wine, whore to grind, quarter to nine, let's go 

Ever since ten eleven, glad she made a brethren 

Then it's last down, seven alligator seven, at the gates of heaven 

Knocking, no answer, slow dancer, hopeless romancer, dopest flow stanzas 

Yes, no? Villain, Metal face to Destro 

Guess so, still incredible in escrow 

Just say Ho! I'll test the yayo 

Wild West style fest, y'all best to lay low 

Hey bro, Day Glo, set the bet, pay dough 

Before the cheddar get away, best to get Maaco 

The worst hated God who perpetrated odd favors 

Demonstrated in the perforated Rod Lavers 

In all quad flavors, Lord save us 

Still back in the game like Jack LaLanne 

Think you know the name, don't rack your brain 

On a fast track to half sane 

Either in a slow beat or that the speed of "Wrath of Kane" 

Laughter, pain 

"Hackthoo'ing" songs lit, in the booth, with the best host 

Doing bong hits, on the roof, in the west coast 

He's at it again 

Mad at the pen 

Glad that we win, a tad fat, in a bad hat for men 

Grind the cinnamon, Manhattan warmongers 

You can find the villain in satin, congas 

The van screeches 

The old man preaches 

About the gold sand beaches 

The cold hand reaches 

For the old tan Ellesse's 

Jesus