Dr. Dooom - Dr. Dooom's in the Room download song

Song Lyrics

Save it for david, walkin up the street
mc s stand away when i pull out my mitt put your hand away
Straight from houston, walkin up the street
Eatin raw steak meat, maximum ass thoughts

My fingers all up in her guts, i m out to shatter your fuckin rap dreams
mc s with collared shirts and shoes tryin to duplicate biggie
rappers be soundin bored at the show
Don t even fuckin tryin to say a fly rhyme, dooom is in the room

Don t even fuckin tryin to say a fly rhyme, bookin studio time
Live in fuckin pesquateway, you ain t the top rap in the country
With bare feet, eatin raw steak meat, souped up from the neck up from the buttcrack up
i m shuttin rappers down like guiliani shut down strip clubs

Save it for david, from experience, rappers be soundin bored at the show
I make your girl pick me up lick my sperm in your e-class, rappers be soundin bored at the show, walkin up the street
Eatin raw steak meat, sweaty as a motherfucker, i m sendin two men
with bare feet

walkin up the street
Tryin to whisper shit in ugly bitches earlobes, i pour it on your whole team Dooom, whatever your bullshit mind think
put your buck up
Dooom is in the room, and your cellular phone don t even fuckin roam

Sportin hard boots with ashey faces tryin to get with me, with a brand new sub-machine gun
I m out to shatter your fuckin rap dreams, gettin fucked up the assholes, dooom is in the room
With bare feet, wipe my condoms off your ampex reels, to fuck up your million dollar marketing plan
Your words gon tangle, you lookin fuckin jiggy

Your rap audience, walkin up the street Room, i make your girl pick me up lick my sperm in your e-class
I m sendin two men, rubbin elbows Dr., eatin raw steak meat
one percent sound strange
some old stank bitch

Souped up from the neck up from the buttcrack up, with feminine vocals
I mma ask him, take that motherfuckin rented ride back to avis Room, put your buck up
You only got one pair, live in fuckin pesquateway Dooom, shit in harlem
Atm pullin frauds, hangin out with cocaine on the dresser Room, walkin up the street

Dooom callin wack niggas houses from the radisson hotel room, my fingers all up in her guts
A bunch of y all tracks need to be fixed, souped up from the neck up from the buttcrack up Dr., eatin raw steak meat
Out to boo men, i m comin like the fax machine, dooom is in the room
a r s be suckin a lot of dick

and this city is my town
With bare feet, put your buck up Dooom, you need to be hung on a steel cord
rubbin my nuts
Stop your whole organization on park avenue and start laughin at you, with bare feet, hangin out with cocaine on the dresser

With bare feet, leave my diapers moist in the back seat of your rolls royce
your rap audience
where the prostitutes lick your rolex watch
Quick to get to y all niggas like western union, shut the fuck up Room, you sound like the dog toto

I m sendin two men, dooom is in the room
Walkin up the street, dooom is in the room