MF Doom, KD, King Ghidra, Kong, Megalon, Rodan, X-Ray - Who You Think I Am?(2011)

[00:01.44] Who you think I am, but who you want me to be?
[00:03.22] ...When I rock, jock niggaz in shellshock
[00:11.31] Don't watch the birdie watch the clock go tick tock
[00:14.06] I rip shop, I make ya girls bottom lip drop
[00:15.96] Yo word to the truckers at the pit stop I'm hip hop
[00:18.65] I hold heat, never forget what niggaz told me they showed me
[00:21.31] Other emcees trying to fold me they owe me
[00:24.07] Yo plus them niggaz mad slow gee
[00:25.82] I got my "Get U Now" so I'm comin with my homie
[00:27.69] Here's the plan: stick 'em up, I enter, through the window
[00:30.33] Stoop down so we can't see our crescendo
[00:32.12] Pass the indo, yo we used to be our friend though
[00:34.97] Yeah but thats the reason I dont really like to lend dough
[00:37.70] From the corners cylindrical triangle hats
[00:38.50] As dutch lyrics precise life wring dem from science
[00:41.21] Leave you entangled for months
[00:42.12] Tryin to figure who done it, you fronted
[00:43.02] Got cha shit stunted, didn't have to be that way
[00:44.80] Some saw the light comin in, they shunned it
[00:46.69] For the wickedness to those whose despise life and worship death
[00:48.46] The established matched at eye for eye, tooth for tooth, breath to breath
[00:51.16] These are the last days of the countdown, shit is just that drastic
[00:53.04] Write journals, like they use the prophets, study math like a Aztec
[00:55.71] Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
[00:59.37] A true thuggin emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
[01:02.91] I wanna give you my slugs and don't wanna take em
[01:04.72] Box sprays, but with my box cutter in my boxes
[01:07.45] Shots sprayed, who on cops high says we? rosses?
[01:09.24] Rock away boulevard, got love and? knoxus?
[01:11.02] Bout five cops today, my rock away
[01:12.95] Niggaz and rock rage, got paid
[01:14.78] A rock, you know why I rock, meet me at the? lobses?
[01:17.43] I suggest I should dress proper
[01:19.26] Copped a buzz, I copped a dutch
[01:21.05] I got a lotta love, with no strings attached
[01:23.79] Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty
[01:25.52] Times, times, times, too many
[01:28.26] Sparked up and chat, you keep countin
[01:30.07] I do my thing, jealous niggaz keep doubtin
[01:32.85] Rock 'n' roll, lock 'n' load
[01:34.66] Emcees out for pots of gold, we stop 'em cold
[01:37.30] In they tracks an take all they? jipsuses?
[01:40.07] All they dats, all they bullshit mixeses
[01:42.73] Give 'em a credit, not debt it
[01:44.50] We just flipped the calistetic
[01:45.47] Toss the andy pettitte, you said it
[01:47.25] We grandslam in the never boss stand
[01:49.12] Any pussy emcee's we abandon
[01:51.80] Flew in from Monster Island just to rag shit wit jet lag
[01:53.65] With brothers specializin ways how us not to get bagged
[01:56.31] Egads! I bring confusion like roll call
[01:58.17] To emcees so-called, hoes be like "yup I told y'all"
[02:00.81] So socialize my bio so I dip dip dive
[02:03.56] Memorize like I-omega zip drive
[02:05.38] Go to the bar to drink to get soberer
[02:07.19] King Ghidra eat the head of a king cobra like king koba
[02:09.97] Kong get a cut like Kobe, now hold heat
[02:12.60] So sweet, roll deep but no beef
[02:13.53] Those that doze deep, close sheets
[02:15.31] Po chose to speak with, reach over to reload the piece
[02:18.01] Slip from freak to deak, keep concrete
[02:19.89] Parallel to body til the next male
[02:21.61] Shotties and hotty, still waitin to exhale
[02:23.55] Smell the blood bath a slugs caught
[02:25.35] Slugs passed and bloodsport
[02:27.15] Bugged laugh, a bugged thought
[02:28.05] Caught some eyes make the case last stack a locker
[02:30.78] Bocker, drink a vodka, hit note, like Sinatra at a opera
[02:32.62] Drop a flocker, Orville Redenbocher
[02:35.32] Get you, got you, shot the two L's without the proper
[02:36.23] For the? abus? knocker
[02:37.19] Hit the liquor, quicker than a quicker picker upper
[02:39.83] Girl and stick er, I leave more nuts than a snicker
[02:42.50] Kick er to the curb, punk a bitch, stomp a chick
[02:44.42] For now call me Kong, Monster Isle, Monster Click (Bow!)
[02:47.13] Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
[02:50.78] True thuggin emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
[02:54.37] I wanna give you my slugs, and don't wanna take 'em back
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