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letra de doc evil - packfm

[verse one]
when i step
i use you wack mc’s as milestones
i grab the mic, the meter’s off the hook like dial tones
i get busy like the signal place your call again later
if you push the right b-ttons i get open like elevators
going straight to the top, dropping you off at the fifth
even if i was chris i couldn’t mess with this gift
now everyday i rock a microphone from dawn to sunset
every rhyme is [?] you know that i ain’t done yet
i’m phat, big boned or heavyset, squashing your whole brain
leaving your crew black and blue like smurfs on soul train
you don’t bring no pain, you softer than a cotton swab
good at talking sh-t, when you rhyme you do a rotten job
i’m deep like the mob, digging in my bag of goodies
get your soul [?] to the crowd, i get cheers like woody
leave you dancing/danson like ted, getting beers on the norm
rocking from pm to dawn throwing you off a platform
here i come, ready or not, ripping it daily like the fugees
won’t dress up like sh-ggy, if you were scooby you couldn’t do me
then tell me my theory’s groovy, that’s cause i keep tryin’
i suggest you take it easy or i’ll get mad like lion

[hook] {x2}
you cats are so lame like players with no game
you’re insignificant like tracks with no name
you talk a lot of sh-t but ain’t offending me
this track’s a little something i’ll name it mini me

[verse two]
it’s time to pay the piper i get rowdy like roddy
yo kid go play, you’ll be getting housed at my party
i’m a cl-ss act, make your vision blurry like a flash back
you get flipped like a flap jack cause you suck like a tic tac
if that was your tactic, they’re booing off your wack sh-t
i got my [?] oohing/ewing like i was patrick
that’s it, call a doctor, i ain’t got no patience/patients
[?] just your frustrations and aggravations
your rhymes show no imagination, you just lack endurance
your simplicity for lack of electricity, my flow is current
thought you was the man, you weren’t
i’ll bubble like detergent with precision of a surgeon
cause it’s tight…like a you know
i make you scream like you got that last card in uno
with raps from here to pluto
you get dogged for acting goofy
i be that [?] like donald duck or you’ll be dazed or woozy
(oh yeah, your girl’s a floozy)

[hook]

- packfm

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