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Rhymes Like Dimes Lyrics - Operation: Doomsday - Mf Doom

Yo, yo, yo, y'all can't stand right here 

In his right hand was your man's worst nightmare 

Loud enough to burst his right eardrum close-range 

The game is not only dangerous, but it's most strange 

I sell rhymes like dimes 

The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broker times 

Joker rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick 

Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick 

A lot of 'em sound like they in a talent show 

So I give 'em something to remember, like the Alamo 

Tally-ho! A high Joker like Spades game 

Came back from five year layin' and stayed the same 

Sayin' - electromagnetic feeling blocks all logic, Spock 

And G- shocks her biological clock 

When I hit it, slit her to the shitter, thought I killed her goose 

Her Power-Use was pure Brita water, filtered juice 

Keep a pen like a fiend keep a pipe wit' 'im 

Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write wit' 'im 

Never seen the shit again, but he's still my dunny 

Only thing that come between us is krill and money 

I sell rhymes like dimes 

The one who mostly keep cash but brag about the broker times 

Better rhymes make for better songs, it matters not 

If you got a lot of what it takes just to get along 

Surrender now or suffer serious setbacks 

Got get-back, connects wet-back, get stacks 

Even if you gots to get jet-black, head to toe 

To get the dough, battle for bottles of Mo' or 'dro 

This rhyme flow take practice like Tae Bo 

With Billy Blanks 

Oh, you're too kind! Really, thanks. 

To the gone and lost forever like "Oh My Darling Clementine" 

He hold his heart when he tellin' rhymes 

When it's his time, I hope his soul go to Heaven 

He's nasty like the old time Old Number Seven 

You still taste it when you chase it with the Coca-Cola 

Make you wish they coulda erased out the Motorola 

I told her - no credit for it back 

If you want what they got, then go get it, it's all gak 

Only in America could you find a way to make a healthy buck 

And still keep your attitude on self-destruct 

I sell rhymes like dimes 

The one who mostly keep cash, but tell about the broke times 

Joker rhymes, like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick 

Classical slap-stick rappers need Chapstick 

A lot of them sound like they in a talent show 

So I give 'em something to remember like the Alamo 

Tally-ho! High Joker like Spades game 

Came back from five years layin' - stayed the same 

Sayin' - electromagnetic field will block all logic, Spock 

And G-shock her biological clock 

When I hit her, slit her to the shitter, thought I killed her goose 

Her Power-Use was pure Brita water, filtered juice 

Keep a pen like a fiend keep a pipe wit' 'im 

Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write wit' 'im 

Never seen the shit again, but he still my dunny 

Only thing that come between us, is krill and money 

We sell rhymes like dimes 

The one who mostly keep cash but tell about the broke times 

 

Then your heart's a noise 

She reflects 

That she loooves you, sweetie (unitelligible) 

She wants you paid 

 

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Check it out, ch'all! Ya don't stop! Keep on, to the sure shot! 

Huh-ha! 

Uh, uh, uh, uh, oh! 

Yeah, you're listening to the buttery slickness 

The Land-O-Lakes from my man MF Doom! 

Ha ha ha ha! Yeah! 

Rock-shockin' the house, with another nugget 

Uh-uh-ah, eh, oh, ah, hoo-wee! 

Yeah! 

Regulation status, right here, Fondle 'Em Recordings 

1999 

Yeah! 

Now what are you 'posed to say on the end of records? 

I don't know! Yeah! 

Whoo! Yeah! 

Mashed potatoes 

Applesauce 

Buttery... biscuits 

And I get lost 

A yes, yes, yes y'all 

You don't stop 

Keep on... a' to the breakadawn 

Say what? 

Uh! 

Yeah! 

You thought it all was over! 

You thought the song was over! 

Ah! We tricked you, we tricked you 

Ha ha ha ha... Whoo! 

You're listening to www.hairline.com 

MF Doom, Cool Bob Love... 

 

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