Benzi Box: accordi di
Dangerdoom
Dangerdoom

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Tonalità: A minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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His
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name's Doom
They wonder just who is he
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But don't worry
Believe me he'll get Bizzy
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When it comes to poetry
he's got plenty
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La la la
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Jump em' in the jump rope, double Dutch
Verse 2
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Then turn on the mic
with a thumb stroke
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Subtle touch, cuddle, clutch, is this thing on
Like the fling with Mrs. King Kong,
this spring gone?
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Sing a song of
slaphappy crappiness
He came to blow like it was strapped
to his nappy chest
Surely I jest,
the best on a wireless mic not an eye test
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Yet I digress
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But why stress? Try an' remember when,
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maybe bit the tender skin- ned babysitter Gwendolyn
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The type to hit and run
and go tell a friend
Word to El Muerto cucaracha, exoskeleton
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He know, flow, like inter stellar wind
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Tow a rap Jinn, by his toe,
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into hell again
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A- hem, one, two,
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check me too, loose wreck
See through, your gooseneck, EQ
Verse 3
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His name's Doom
They wonder just who is he
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But don't worry
Believe me he'll get Bizzy
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When it comes to poetry
he's got plenty
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La la la
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Eh, if I may interject?
Verse 4
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Rap these days is like a pain
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up in the neck
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Cornier, and phonier than a play fight
Take two of these and don't call
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me on a late night
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The beat won't fail me,
with more rhymes
Than times he washed
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his hands and feet daily
And all that kerosene ain't cheap,
Villain been deep
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Since a teenage creep, peep
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He always was a gentleman
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And kept the pen and a pencil
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in his mental den
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Right there,
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next to where the Rolodex was
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Before it turned up all burnt
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by his solar plexus
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He don't know his own strength,
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when he's on the bone
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It's like the microphones length, and width,
ain't it funky like dingy socks?
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Feel the full effect off cas
sette in your Benzie Box
Verse 5
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His name's Doom
They wonder just who is he
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But don't worry
Believe me he'll get Bizzy
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When it comes to poetry he's got plenty
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