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MF Doom – Negus Lyrics (ft. Sean Price)

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MF Doom – Negus Lyrics (ft.
Sean Price)
Negus Lyrics by MF Doom ft. Sean Price
[Verse 1 – Sean Price]
Stupid n***a Sean, super n***a, uh
Pop, pop, pop, I’m shooting at your
moms
I ain’t writing ahead
I aim right for your head
N***a, murder, death, kill
S*x, money, mayhem
Mourning murder with a weapon, step
into the A.M
Believe in me, pah, the same way you
believe in your god
Whether it’s Allah, Jesus or Master
Fard
I mash up the bars, plastered ratchets
splatter your car
Vehicular homicide, f**k’s the matter
with y’all?
I will pop your noodle
If I don’t do it then Rock will shoot
you
One smack in your lung bag
Backpack rapper strapped with crack in
my bookbag
I’m a n***a, that’s what n****s do
now
Wouldn’t you like to be a n***a, just
like who? P
[Interlude]
Stand up if you’re a n***a
[Verse 2 – MF DOOM]
Bakalajo, cantaso
Though you know the drill, mad drool
then gaga, ho
Shoot the loogie, they super boujee
Club smack dab right cheekbone,
gooey, groovy
Absolutely yucky and out your league,
buddy
Before you take a stab at it, think
deep and study
Or get your crown spun around like
Blackhawk Down
Surrounded by the neighbors who can
hate you ’til the ground in town
Then freak show, never no beef though
Deepthroat their coquito back and
forth then, free throw
Failed intention, prepare the trench
and henchmen
They all eat quite well, vacations,
pensions
Gotten hoarse from yelling, (Fore!) on
the golf course
Scream boat, then sped off in a drop
Porsche
DOOM on your hot sauce, take you
out to deep water
Group hug, who know the next time
you’ll see your daughter
Real slaughter
[Outro]
Stand up if you’re a n***a

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