The Story Of The 3 Baby Beasts lyrics

by

MF DOOM


(Verse:1) [Unfamous Part of Me]

I'm on the road , never dreamed to walk under
October I conquered in hunger and my mom heard
A lizard looking egg cracks faster than I breathe in a tar boulevard
The black bast*rd want his rap Prussian part
The only child not wondering about peek a boo
Jammin and jammin till I nuke my cool
Vasectomy of heads to fumes
Buzzin and buzzin till I win in family feud
Praying my versatile saliva for not dooling on the moon
I live in a world where embryos get back the superman in yourself
Sing in braille if you wanna see your crowd beating hell
But now I'm dulled on the moon watching men from earth
Causing polemics from lines in the dust
That's why I'm coming soon
To burn your ears and inglenooks
Fickle minds can wait to lose
I'm staying here the best bogus of the breaking news
The beast, low cost ,cruising boose
The bliss ,loco, cruising boose
Eat my sh*t without the help of tv soap ,a blinder tool

(Verse:2) [Motivated Part of Me]

Ooooook
Who the f*ck this n*gga thinks he is?
He is just the Unfamous n*gga nobody will listen , let me laugh at you b*tch ,what
n*gga that's how you wear it.. Thats disgusting oh my god
Let me show me what you got in your guts"
Hey it's my turn
The Tongue arsonist
Carlton haircut , fire wrist
Carbonara, bacon beans
Car plunges every time I drive in gear
Crib walker describing tears in the walls papers
Badassly screwed by pole dancers
I love the city and high light doppelgängers
Three leaves Shamrock are always found in my pipe dream garden
I risk my life like cocaine inhalators
I risk to arrive later
Let me masturbate on Emmure tempo
Playing Temple run
sh*t, the shark between the fishes
Sixty nine ,The dog between the b*tches
Kick Ass mask , I embody the defeats
Cognac flask , I would copy the riches
I have nothing to prove , I have nothing at all , reproached to live in my family thumb And upon the art
Not coming to the graveyard like a death coward
It hurts , that's tearing my gator
And I cry better with borborygmus
I wanna be that rapper mocking society , copping money secretly
F illumanities if they exist ,the following on the list , dark man x had to add a fang on his teeth
The vato rules need my scheme
The maestro is leading strings
My di*k is hot , global warming is a dot in my text in a nutshell
n*gga f*ck poets , n*gga f*ck omens
n*gga suck pollen
n*gga f*ck rap , n*gga rob churches
Studio , house , n*gga gain purses
n*gga go horse , n*gga f*ck pony
n*gga buy money ,n*gga sell spirits
n*gga kill senses , n*gga bukkake b*tches . Slurp
n*gga n*gga too much of it, blinder tool murdered it
f*ck

(Verse:3) [The Part Of Me Who Doesn't Give A f*ck About That]

Ok the round two its over..
Hey listen to me , you're not the world belly button
World belly button beating bowl in any boredom
Are u proud of of you ?
Are u ready to put your di*k on Instagram ?
Fame will get you in motherf*cking trouble
I'm the world belly button beating bowls in any boredom
It's you its me , its me its you
I'm the mutton in your brain,oh..
f*ck money "BOOM"
No
Globe checker , spherical in my personal square
Better get my pus*y radical
Covering memories with my time spent , the lizard goes godzilla for mind sake
Monster in a black bake full of broken rules and mess
Heresy in a "find my flow consciousness " quest and I curve my solar plexus like a swirling plexiglass
I'm the other , the dark side of our tanned ass
The spiritual, next to the b*tch and the savage
I'm not rich , I'm just Alex
Boomb'klaat , fox gangsters in the peril
Better not play that Vincent game like Tim Burton
I had a dream you won't get the average sh*t
Get aids like respiration slick
Healful trick for your espiritu santi prick
Life is not a b*tch when you don't have to sacrifice your starving kid
You just celebrate thanksgiving without giving anything
My blinder tool keep my eyes in Paris
f*ck You b*tch

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