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[Keith]
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Yo Jacky, this Keith.
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It's the answering machine
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I left the keys under the rug
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There's some meat up in the closet
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If you goin through it out tonight
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I'ma run up to Tower Records to get a pizza
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aight
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Ima come back
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yeah
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[Dr. Dooom]
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Chewin alligator meat live cowsteak
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sittin on old newspapers by thekitchen sink
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You think im off limits driving a 74 Dodge Plymouth
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Up the street with human feet colored apple-green
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with spots eatinblueberry Pop Tarts
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With the eighth body in my trunk my elbow bleeds with lumps
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Walkin from the sanitation dump with rotten skulls
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on my waterbed with Miller beer kegs
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Blood in my cabinet, ears in my closet
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watchin the Raptors play the Houston Rockets
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With your arms in the freezer I grab a icicle
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puttin fingerprints on my bicycle
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Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks
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lookin at me like im sick
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Walkin by chin-chins I stole the keys from ya friends
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Lookin out ya ?Madrion? hotel window like Elvis Presley
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coming down the elevator
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Good evening mister excuse me pardon me with body parts
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And credit cards walkin down Sunset Boulevard past the red light
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I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights
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Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hi-beams
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I fake like i'm ?vomiting smoking sick? threw acid on their stomachs
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And drove of with a wig down La Brea listen to a tape by Slayer
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Parked in a parking lot behind Burger King
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eatin a raw pack of chicken wings
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With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the Staple Singers
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The cops told me to turn it down,
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they like my shoes from Buster Brown
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I went up the block an bought some incense
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for the wrong smells in the air conditioner vents
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Hey kid need twenty cents havin a cook-out with my neighbor
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How ya like the meat flavor mmmm
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Chorus:
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] sorry bout the noise last night
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] hey hey yall got some toilet paper
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] don't mind the smell from across the hall
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] see ya at twelve midnight comin over
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[Jacky Jasper]
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Ya shell shocked, cuts a rock mad ?blood? vulcan like Spock
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Pull ya ribs out suck ya own cock
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Block twenty-five knots laid up outta luck
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Cut ya ass open stuff ya like a duck what
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?Attraction? recarnation in a slump twenty-five cents
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And a german dick pumped up
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Shoulda known the killa from the jump junk
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In veins impedes the brain hijackin planes
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Pull a kotex out of Louis Lane
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Explain the sky rain
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Cadillacs and dead bitches consort with witches
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Twenty-five sistas pussies with blisters we burn'em in rivers
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Saviors of pimps and concubines
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Have you ever asked yourself will you fuck Marilyn Manson
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Or become Charlie Manson Deathwish
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Or become Charles Bronson
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Take your testicles and your dick for ransom
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In a tea jar right next to the cookie jar
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With nose and tits smoking a cigar
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Beverly Hills superstar Jacky Jasper
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Keith a.k.a. Dr. Dooom
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Twenty-five dead chicks with an ice pick
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Machine guns galactica brooms pay for room two
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Into sci-fi we stay fly
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Seven heads an ten horns
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Side died ripped open eyeball for a subway token
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Asshole broken manics in a cave spandex columbo smokin
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Panties in liquid pinesol soakin
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Selling glass to Dr. Bones, Dr. Dooom ?ass lie on cellphone?
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Sportin scuba fins in a limo
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Eatin fingers on a hunt
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Attached with a pick ass out dick out
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Nigga what you want?
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[Dr. Dooom]
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I want a kotex with whip cream
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Chorus:
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] sorry bout the noise last night
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] hey hey yall got some toilet paper
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] don't mind the smell from across the hall
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[Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor
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[Jacky Jasper] I'm comin over twelve midnight to borrow some sugar
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Neighbors Next Door
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| Dr. Dooom |
