Luyện nghe bài hát Doomage (Damage Remix)

Y'all know good and goddamn
You're fucking with a who ain't never had his hand held
And seemed passed out
Rolling baby strollers broken floating bottles
In a forest with a dying shred of hope inside you

For this respect, I sweated and
And have yet to be discredited by what a critic ever
We're of his racial make up
We know he's an albino but science the face up
question what I am

G O D knows if you don't, you can understand
So you need only know that I'm
Nothing breaking, ending, seldom bending
shadows like light descending

Must not divorce with the case still pending
But I got some shit to tell you on my record
For now, we and Sage Francis and did

Damage, uh
Damage, uh

Wrote this one a couple days after
Hope is one struggled game persistent
0 1 2, for Self, no assistance
Pistol before this new year existed

Somebody get the door, it, let 'em snore
It's all been before, buried in a metaphor
Lucy is Hip Hop, and Jacob's a
Sean is an old man, and Slug is a now

They say I'm because of the way I love 'em
Nervous 'cause I know I'll never make the husband
What, they treat me like LL for art
They out and argue about my clown thought and snort rocks

From the twin cities, call it the
Skinny grizzly bear on the loose
Sing with me, your love, give me proof
the switch to damage and make this planet move

Never intended on making that seemed too slick
Peeps move quick from music to G-UNIT
bullshit pulls chicks, but Joe Beats flosses every day

Ain't he ain't 'bout my gold teeth
My hobo teeth is no sleep for seeking
Getting cold feet, if my queen don't
My feeble bones break, spines
(Now I'm serious)

People take time to learn outside the pyramids
What the is? I'm unsure, but so sin surr
Get hurr did, that ain't a perm, yo, that's a temporary
That ain't a wormhole, a cemetary where they bury the lies

I'm lampin', I'm cold, cold out in the snow, campin'
Cuttin' wires so your can't ring
You don't know a damn thing your city gets undertaken
Pass me a sissy so sucka slay him

Damage, uh, damage, uh
Dances,
Damper, dancer,
Hah, MF Doom on the

Non Prophets, and Ali
Together at last, like cocks and
Yeah, fuck it up, clip that beat

You know, we're much humanous
And where we'd like to work from
From that vantage

and you know Non Prophets is spelled
Like you know, like P O R P H E T meaning
Non Prophets, almost like a pun in the word