Dopp Gang Thang
The Doppelgangaz
3:08In the beginning, I wrote with an ink composed of parts of Me own blood. However, this would not make an acceptable Carbon, so I acquired an electric typewriter. I am proud To be able to present you with the first edition of me Saga of eternal torment, profusely illustrated, titled... Nah, ayo, no it ain't he It's the skinny man shaped like a lowercase b Pushed a minivan with the stowaway seats He used to hearing three words, "Go away, creep" Some bean curd, a scone and braised beets For the insomnia that leave him prone to day sleep At the brothel, nigga known to stay cheap Don't want to pay an arm and a toe to spray skeet Sheets, the devil plan a kill spree That ensures posthumous love like Annabel Lee Psh, say damn if you agree Perhaps mull it over with some chamomile tea You see? You can ask his trustee Just never mind the scent that he bask in—musty A hip hop in Nexium for three months And still sober as day, but acid reflux free Ayo, Brut cologne, along with accoutrement Keep two poems and a suit in Rome A new tooth made of chrome Aloof from the youth, uncouth to the bone Pen it, the vandals are demented And for the last time, no, the candle's not scented Panhandle, cause scandal up in the senate Known to quote a rhyme, but he rambled when he read it Dead it, you third 'em how we hate 'em Who peep a new verbage and speak 'em verbatim No birds were to date him Never did occur that they slurred and degrade him What you concur from the datum Plot the raid, invade, absurd ultimatum Observe, drop turd, then berate him No superfluous words heard, then you fade him If the market takes another slump, I know thousands and Thousands of married men who will have to leave their Sweethearts and go back to their wives. Nowadays, when a Man walks into a hotel and requests a room on the nineteenth Floor, the clerk asks him, "For sleeping or jumping?"