Vast Aire ft. MF DOOM - Da Supafriendz Lyrics

Give 'em some skin, a real country bumpkin
Get up off his property, the Villain
Fuzzy Lumpkins dumpin', enough raw lead to
Leave a forehead sunkin' when he's on tour
Keep your paws off his pumpkin dumplin'
Town village nympho, now it's all his though
The way she got down was
Far from privileged info
Break up to make up
Wake up and smell the indo
Just from how she liked to show
Her belly button ring tho'
Couldn't tell em nothin', 5200, Atari
Or Sega
Test tube L's with the lid, Garcia y Vega
His tongue is like a sword
That's mighty like a pen
And you ain't seen nothin'
Like The Mighty Quinn alrighty Then!
Seal the deal with the shakin' of a hand
People's catchin' feelings like it's
Making of the Band
Villain have your fake man
Quakin' in his Vans when he do a jam
Fans break dancin' in the stands
Chances are
He'll lose the battle and the war
Tryin' to go to shore with just
A paddle and an oar oo, shucks
He should have known them two schmucks
Would have came through the game
Lame ducks, off beaucoup bucks
Yo, Metal Fingers
Fix the beat with fire water
I advise all fathers to watch they daughters
It's goin' down tonight
We got monster's in the crowd
And they ready to fight
Metal Fingers, fix the beat with fire water
I advise all fathers to watch they daughters
You know we keep tricks up the sleeve
Comin' through with the Justice League
(But you don't hear me though)

I used to sew army patches
On my favorite coat
BMX got your guns, old folks got soap
Homeless Sally from Cali cursed
Cats in the alley sounds so foul
We washed our mouths out with soap
I came up with cats, that never be smilin'
I called DOOM he said meet
Him on Monsta Island
Where the girls look good and
Them MC's be wilin'
You can catch me in velour suit's, stylin'
With Lady Jaye holdin' hands
With the Baroness
Storm Shadow and Snake Eyes don't
Got nothin' on this i got them Go Go Gadgets
So when the Cobra-La come through the floor
I'm puttin' snakes in baskets

We rhyme and do our thang
He's like Stymie from Our Gang
Guitar twang, try me, and WHA DA DA DANG
I don't think you want to know
Even if you still do
And want me to, I'll tell you
But then I'd have to kill you
"WILL YOU?" Please
It's like a Grilled Cheese sammich
Gotta bring the butter or
The bread'll get damaged
Flip it, slice it, and give half to Vast Aire
If you ask nicely, and bring a glass
We'll share the last beer, here

After the Cold Vein and Doomsday
We don't need no pop
REVOLUTION, we hit cops with Judo Chops
All you see is red, black, and green
Know I'm down for my team
They killed Radio Raheem!
Now I want to smoke a blunt, you know
Blow off some steam?
Open my mouth like Godzilla
And all you see is light beams
Now this rap shit ain't all that it seems
You can leave it to the Supa
Friendz to spill the beans