STILL DOPE (feat. StaHHr)

MF Doom

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    I'm still dope, even if the bag ain't Coach
    Even if I don't smoke till the hydro roach
    I'm still dope, rock a thrift store coat
    And a fresh pair of moccasins comfortable for walkin' in
    No A&R marketin', this is my reality
    Still dope, power walk, burning off the calories
    Fact and not fallacy, Metal Face family
    Imminent fatality, taking us too casually
    I got it, it's cool, just part of the school
    And I'm acin' the lesson, it's time, so quit stressin'
    Still dope, vibrant, natural game
    No ring, no chain, still bringin' the pain
    Still dope, got no choice but to cope
    Listen, take notes, I'm showin' you the ropes
    Still dope, very high dosage
    My approach is lights out, buenas noches
    Hold my glasses so I can get Riddick
    Send 'em home, tail tucked, holdin' they fitteds
    Cold as a Guinness: One pint miss!
    Yo, chill, watch the table, a fish might flip!
    Crack jokes spit, pop mad shit
    That's what it's made for, cop that quick
    Drop that, Vic! Butterfingers, oopsie
    Signed away your publishing for Jordans and a loosie?
    The old one-two, see; solo not groupie
    All over they ass like sweats by Juicy
    Cats is puss like Sagwa and Morris
    Stay spittin' lines, there is no chorus
    Deploying the troublesome, sleep in bubblegum
    That's a double dumb, hum if you feel where I'm comin' from
    Do it till ya lips are numb, you gotta go for it
    I stay moving forward, I'm baby bear porridge
    Knick-nack paddywack, fuck y'all critics!
    This dime on the grind when it come to the spinach
    Conquered the Id, vicious like Sid flow
    Not a nympho, IMpress Official!
    She rock mikes, you wait to exhale
    She rock shows like DMC rock Cazals
    She rock shells, manicured nails
    Rock for every belle with a spliff to inhale
    Holdin' she own cone of homegrown shrubbery
    Won't go hungry, the flow too lovely
    Leavin' grills dented on a SUV rented
    Classic as vintage Impalas that's all tinted
    Raw bidness, like how them wifeys get hitted
    Authentic, the track is so love, I'm all in it
    Aww quit it, of course I'm inclined to shine, did-ick
    Line for line wit it, climbin' infinite
    ¿Tu no sabe? Yo soy una bien mala madre
    Confident aren't we? Playin' it smartly
    Word to Dios, Estrella is lethal
    Flow muy frio, roll the dice chico
    Live crazy decent insanely frequent
    Strangely sleep wit' one eye open not jokin', outspoken
    Provokin' and chokin', ego strokin' is lame
    Word bonder than James, four alarm wit' the flame
    Way ahead of the game, we still playing the same
    Royalty in my veins, it'll always remain
    Forever doin' my thing, solo or crew I can hang
    Like ylang and ylang, bring the Yin to the Yang
    They got placenta for brains, testing my venomous slang
    Fools get fitted for bangs and rented for change
    Some people think I'm deranged, others a little bit strange
    Just tryin' to rattle my cage 'cause I'm way out o' they range

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    A monkey!

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    Composition: Daniel Thompson Dumile and Kimberly Richardson

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