Impending DOOM
I will be forgetting you each
Day and every hour
Bro, this beat is simply retarded, yo
Sound like it came off the
Hey Ricky Ricardo show
Lucy on the phone she said "You're not home"
Woozy eyed, chromed out newly fried dome
What they say "When in Rome, do OM"
He don't need much to construed a crude poem
A few bones for an intelligent plan
A couple a grand, and an elephant man hand
Bring a skeleton ya might get a whole jam
Sell it in ya Mom 'n
Pop records ta souls stand
Just don't tell 'em when a Rock n' Roll fan
He don't eat gelatin, hot or cold ham
Ya'll don't know the same Daeledus I know
Just to earn trust he try to
Make me bust a wino he said "Don't worry
He already dead and stinkin''"
I tapped him with the 'chete
Said "Why he still blinkin'?"
Untie him, do your own dirty"
He shot 'em and told 'em "You're not worthy"
So I says "What happened to ya skull piece?
Alotta ya'll rappers be rappin'
To dull beats" he's Robotron's right hand
A pro-con white man with a Cali-like tan
I'ma like "Tracks is alright man
But uh I don't know"
I will be forgetting you each
Day and every hour
Like where's his other foot at?
I will be forgetting you each night and day
Each hour
Forget it, yo
