Money Folder

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The villain took on many forms
 Let he who is without sin cast the first stone
 After you who's last, it's Doom, he's the worst known
 That I have your boom blown or even thirst bone
 Rock it to a worst clone, just don't curse the throne
 On his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go
 So he can bring it to you live in stereo
 Pan it, can't understand it, ban it
 The underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded
 The best, any who profess will be remanded
 Yes, sir, request permission to be candid? Granted
 I don't think we can handle a style so rancid
 They flipped it like matted, did the old jazz standard
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 Don't mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly
 Off a two or three Heines, and boy was they fine gee
 One Black, one Spanish, one Chiney
 It keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree
 Don't sign me, I'm about to get a mil' without 'em
 Grab him off the shelf, he's the villain, and what about him?
 So and he's a jerk, and you don't know him
 Mad how he expand work but won't show 'em
 Poor guys what a cypha moreso four eyes
 Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries
 All rise, so far art as a Rupple
 So raw, break it down and make quadruple
 It's crucial, you could see it in his pupil
 And this time when he get it, he'll waste it on somethin' useful
 Like getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of cokey
 Keep it low-key, known to pull a okey-dokey
 Silly Goose, Doom is too jokey
 Damn, he could really use a room or a whole key
 Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads
 True that, she gotta wonder, do she come with knee pads?
 What a call, what a real butterball
 Either I get a strike or strike out, gutterball
 Rock it like, yeah, for the four
 With knives inside pockets, prepare for the brawl
 Yeah, y'all you could say it's an earful
 Beware, do not touch mic, be careful
 And just like he said, I coulda told ya
 MF, the holder of a boulder, Money Folder
 It's ain't funny nigga
 Money Folder
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 The muscle-bound karate expert concealed a razor edge
 Which could lop the head off of a marble statue once propelled
 With notorious world takeover schemes
 And the most magnificent gadgets imaginable
 Villains rapidly grew healthy cash flow
 It is explained by a more comedic villain, the bald headed doom
 This villain rose to incredible new heights of money-making, revenge and extortion
 Such was the magnitude of the typical villain
 This is no answer
 Very well then, a duel to the death
 

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Duration
03:02
Key
8
Tempo
93 BPM

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