Rhinestone Cowboy - Madvillain/MF DOOM.mp3

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Otis Jackson, Jr./Daniel Dumile Thompson
[00:16.950] Hold the cold one like he hold a old gun
[00:18.939] Like he hold the microphone and stole the show for fun
[00:21.432] Or a foe for ransom, flows is handsome
[00:24.179] O's in tandem, anthem, random, tantrum
[00:27.121] Phantom of the Grand Ole Opry ask the dumb hottie
[00:29.974] Masked pump shotty, somebody stop me
[00:32.377] Hardly come sloppy on a retarded hard copy
[00:34.924] After rockin' parties he departed in a jalopy
[00:37.405] Watch the droptop papi
[00:40.179] Known as the grimy limey, slimy - try me, blimey
[00:43.088] Simply smashing in a fashion that's timely
[00:45.578] Madvillain dashing in a beat-rhyme crime spree
[00:48.548] We rock the house like rock 'n roll
[00:50.985] Got more soul than a sock with a hole
[00:53.289] Set the stage with a goal
[00:55.192] To have the game locked in a cage getting shocked with a pole
[00:58.599] Overthrow 'em like throwing rover a biscuit
[01:01.221] A lot of ******* think he's overly chauvinistic
[01:03.855] Let go his **** if that's the case
[01:06.553] Rats, what a waste there's more cats to chase
[01:09.214] Dogs, he got it like new powers
[01:11.810] Woke up, wrote and spit the shit in a few hours
[01:14.434] Sheesh! Been unleashed since the glee club
[01:17.197] Had your fam saying, "Please make me a dub"
[01:19.540] Well, since you ask kindly
[01:22.255] Where he been behind the mask, who can't find me?
[01:24.787] You're blind
[01:25.686] In the wine zone leave ya mind blown
[01:27.993] When he shine with the 9, he's a rhinestone... cowboy
[01:32.515] No no no no enough
[01:42.275] Goony goo goo loony cuckoo like Gary Gnu off New Zoo Revue
[01:46.775] But who knew the mask had a loose screw?
[01:48.373] Hell, could hardly tell
[01:49.976] Had to tighten it up like the Drells and Archie Bell
[01:52.347] It speaks well of the hyper base
[01:54.854] Wasn't even tweaked and it leaked into cyberspace
[01:57.709] Couldn't wait for the snipes to place
[02:00.534] At least a track list in bold print typeface
[02:02.909] Stopped for a year
[02:05.379] Come back with thumb tacks, pop full of beer
[02:07.944] We're hip hop sharecroppers
[02:10.833] Used to wear flip flops, now rare gear coppers
[02:13.666] He's in this for the quiche
[02:15.839] You might as well not ask him for no free shit, capiche?
[02:18.629] Oh, my aching hands
[02:21.040] From raking in grands and breaking in mic stands
[02:24.094] Villain—his smile stuns ya chick
[02:26.562] While he put himself in your shoes run ya kicks
[02:29.030] You heard it on the radio, tape it
[02:31.675] Play it in your stereo, your crew'll go apeshit
[02:34.495] Raw lyrics—he smells 'em like a hunch
[02:37.096] The same intuition that tells him "spike the punch"
[02:39.642] Curses, we's truly the worsest
[02:42.223] With enough rhymes to spread throughout the boundless universes
[02:45.268] Let the beat blast, she told him wear the mask
[02:48.611] He said you bet your sweet ass
[02:50.405] It's made of fine chrome alloy
[02:52.937] Find him on the grind, he's the rhinestone cowboy