I Sell Rhymes Like Dimes
MF Doom [SuperMiscellany]
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Cracks like raps
He get stupid!
Sells rhymes like dimes (Yeah, yeah)
He sells rhymes like dimes
Sell cracks like raps (Yeah, yeah)
He sells rhymes like dimes
Sells rhymes like raps
The ones who mostly keep cash, but tell about the broker times
Joker rhymes like the "Is you just happy to see me?" trick
Classical slapstick, rappers need ChapStick (ChapStick)
A lot of them sound like they in the talent show
So I give them somethin' to remember like the Alamo
Tally-ho! A high joker like the spades game
Came back from five years layin' and stayed the same
I'm sayin' (What?) Electromagnetic field that blocks
All logic, spot the G-Shock's a biological clock
When I hit it, slit it to the shitter, thought I killed the goose
The power usage pure, brittle water filter juice
I keep a pen like a fiend'll keep a pipe wit' him
Gentleman who lent a pen to a friend who write wit' him
Never seen the shit again, but he's still my dunny
The only thing that could come between us is krill and money
He sell cracks like raps
He sells rhymes like dimes
The ones who mostly keep cash, but brag about the broke times
I used to hustle dimes and do crimes
Now I'm bustin' rhymes and new lines
Put down the two nines 'cause I knew I would get mines in due time
Paid so many dues, I feel I paved the way for self
Now I make my pay and smoke about an eighth a day for delf
Caught ya smokin' hash, now your ass is in the smash
Torture, police harass, first I blast, then I dash
Born in Brooklyn, raised in Lawrence in Queens
By boom-baps, Long Beach, slingin' cracks, keepin' cash in the stash
I get flashbacks, street money, pass that
Scratch that, now I relax and get fat stacks
On phat tracks and sell cracks like raps
He sell rhymes like dimes
The ones who mostly keep cash, but brag about the broke times
Better rhymes make for better songs, it matters not
If you got a lot of what it takes just to get along
Surrender now or suffer serious setbacks
Got get-back, connect wetbacks, get stacks
Even if you gots to get jet-black head to toe
To get the dough, battle for bottles of Mo' or 'dro
This fly flow take practice like Tae Bo
Or Billy Blanks, although you're too kind, really, thanks
To the corner, lost forever like "Oh, My Darling Clementine"
He hold his heart when he tellin' rhyme
When it's his time (Girl), I hope his soul go to Heaven
He nasty like the old time, Old No. 7 (He sell cracks like raps)
You still taste it if you chased it with the Coca-Cola
Make them wish they could erase it out the Motorola
I told her, "No credit, fall back"
If you want what they got, then go get it, it's all gat
Only in America could you find a way
To earn a healthy buck and still keep your attitude on self-destruct
He sell cracks like raps
Sells rhymes like dimes
The ones who mostly keep cash, but brag about the broke times
He sell cracks like raps
Sell-sell-sell cracks like raps
Sell raps like cracks (Yeah, yeah)
Sell crack-crack like raps
Sell cracks like raps
Cracks like raps