Doper Skiller lyrics

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(feat. Kool Keith)

[MF Doom/Viktor Vaughn]
..People came from miles of ground to hear Vik rock it
He learned a few new styles since the two year old pick pocket
Kla-dow! Sad how sickenin'
Now get retarded like mad cow kickin' in
Yik! Chris wasn't trickin
An' what's in the stew if the flu's in the chicken
We all got our vices
Some got the gall ta call the shots off the dices
And that's Vik, bring slaughter to your section
Have ya'lls' emcee get a order of protection
His name rings bell said Jake
He sings well, even with this king hell headache
Hit' em with a anvil and trigger a scandal
If not just to get free press off the nigga channel,
He only plays for high prices
And rates his hourly rate based on how nice he is

[Kool Keith]
There's a lot of "I'll murder you" raps
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With lame ass guys out of nowhere
Corny asses, I never heard of you cats
Guys like you mess up a lot of tracks
Ask your neighborhood about me
Why you rappin' act tough and grizzly
Urinate on your jacket and leave you pissy
Star-jockers, get your autograph of Missy
Defecate on your best line
Spit three verses in the cup and get busy
A wack ass comin this way
Must be cross eyed and dizzy
You don't listen enough, see me pissin enough
Leave ya yellow spots around your bed area
Defecate around your head area
Precise when I meet that ass
And greet that ass, the brain or what
Defacate on your apartment on Poinsettia

[Scratching'n'cutting until fade]

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