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Mistaken Memories of Medieval Manhattan

Momus

Folktronic

2001

masturbating monks on 42nd Street

Rats carry the plague to Chinatown
Cathedrals in the well of an elevator shaft
The water towers so many onion domes

the byrd call
If the cops are coming
Get to hop and running
Quick and drop that onion, ain't no stopping
Young'un put away that herb, raw
Let us know

know it's kinda
Crazy i'm selling onions (Kinda crazy)
And I know it's kinda lazy to be on oxy
(Crazy kinda) it's crazy kinda how I
Like all that

'Round here if it smell funny, onions gettin' peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, onions gettin' peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, get yo'

smell like onions
Aye, in the club geeked up shit jumping
Aye, in the club shit swinging
We having Jackson's, Grants, and Franklins
If it ain't mon yon,

the low cause they coming in cheap
Roll up a blunt a take one to the dome
Get out a zone just to get in my zone
Pretty ass hoe I'm tryna get in her dome
If

look like they
Always smell onions
Ride by the elementary and kids cussin'
And it's nothin' new to us you could do to us
So get your weapon or player

stepping stories
Neva even shot nun

I know bitches
That give rats the glory
Hoe go get some money
Take a trip my mind on music

Came back home onions

rakin' it (brr)
See the game's for the bread and I'm bakin' it (brr, brr)
Takin' it home (home)
Bro strapped, G13 to the dome (dome)
Big back gyal put

the dome
(Cause that's what a nigga really want)

I'm a West Orlando nigga but i'm living in the 6
(And you know i'm wit yo bitch)
Pass that bitch like 2

and
MCs get instakilled like Bo Jackson

Packin' more flavor than onion fried rice
And like Salt 'n' Pepa, you know my mic's nice

I flip 45s like spatula

choppa' spray some

You know that my n****s get munyun, yeah
We count that shit up, get a onion, uh, my bitch
She wet like a super soaker
Got a chopper,

of money, I got lots of money
Came a long way from kicking
Doors and grippin' that Tommy
You might think you're funny
I was pushing onions looking for nothing

like puzzle
Pull that scrap, like, uh-oh
I'ma shoot, like fasho
Try me, uh, no-no
All my niggas on go-go
Fuck 12, fuck popo
One in the dome, from

own, solo I roam
Blunt to the dome, vision on drone
That's way up, bottle on k-cup
On my muh fuckin' worst boy gettin' Draked up
Damn right, sure enough

money up until it's mad long
Everytime i pull up know I pull up getting mad dome
Everytime im in that studio feel like I'm at home
Everytime she pull up

tequila
Diamonds dance do the Macarena
Ya gotta see em
Need that dome not a coliseum (Nah)
Gimme that head not headaches (Not headaches)
Pull up on ya now

And you know not to play wit my guala it come to them dollars
You kno that we drummin
Zotic smoke it's $400 a onion
Shorty pretty might fly her to London

better baby that's past tense
Bankrolls like onions lately
Peel em' back I got layers
Still remember how you benched a nigga
Now I'm the star player
Busy

kujo hook:

Just dropped the top on my spaceship while getting top
I dont want no PuPu
That PuPu bop
That PuPu wack
That PuPu onion (why you wanna

Hootie, he from Compton that's Bompton
Half a onion bought it from the game room, that's Thompson
Ten 17 on my face and my necklace
Mob so deep we wish

lost the onions, no makin' up
No blunts but y'all fake as fuck
It's gym time and I'm shapin' up
I've been foulin', when Blake get up
You gon' waste

onion
Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan
And I can't believe they let an American Werewolf in London
Especially when drinking Gs with a tonic
Steady be

sittin' in the dome
Than sitting back and getting dome
Or getting shit that glisten
Getting niggas listening fasho
I flip the dope
Then double back
And I