Borin' Convo - JJ DOOM

The supervillain get kicked out your country

And said the Pledge of Allegiance six times monthly

He ain’t hardly go to school

Been known to rock a party and do karate on a ghoul

Get your whole dome strangled

While in London town he sported a chrome Kangol

And did his best to blend in

Even till the endin', borderline pretendin'

Not quite, do it matter where you from?

Or more if you scared, prepared or mad dumb

Hold that thought

Youngins all thirsty, get the old man caught

That’s a bad sport

And a tad short, another random thought

Show your support for the troops in the street

And for a treat he put a scoop of poop in the beat

That’ll get it loopin' complete

So when she do the hula-hoop she spin it with her teeth

Ball, beat 'em all, that’s the daily affirmation

Like every day the same songs play at the radio station

They need to change they compilation

Before he stomp the place in, causing complication

Watch what comes pouring out your face skin

Place it in the waste bin, boring conversation

«What do you guys do?

What do you do?»

«Collect taxes»

«Collect taxis?»

«Yeah»

«What do you mean?»

«…A tax collector»

Wussy, the style is steel clad

Y’all need to practice like you need some pussy real bad

And that’s the most he could emphasize

Never tell a lie, and when he boast, his temperature rise

Keep it on the humble

Speak it on the mumble, creep, dive and tumble

Back on his feet, foes tremble and crumble

Send your best wide receiver, incomplete-fumble

The whole team rumble

Remember it’s just a game, keep your helmet on, numbskull!

Things could get uncomfortable and sticky

That’s why he wear the metal mask, kick me

I must be dreamin' in the daytime

Company schemin', I think I see them by the layline

Near the fauna wouldn’t wanna be him, he’s a goner

Laid out in the gutter, see him on your corner, foreigner

«Excuse me?

Can we interrupt you for two minutes?

What are you doing?»