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Albums:

KMFDM (KMFDM) · Don't Blow Your Cover: A Tribute to KMFDM (Hutchinson, Hutch) · We Are KMFDM (KMFDM) · TV Sucks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Everything Sucks (Descendents) · Everything Sucks (Reel Big Fish) · A Touch of Class Sucks! (A Touch of Class) · Swing Sucks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Sucks (KMFDM) · Disco Still Sucks! (Swamp Rats) – and 90 other albums »


by the O-P-M kings
Rings and tight cliques we mix to snipe hits
And be the uppest that the main thing
Catch graffiti wreck on my city set

My
o.t., to be like
The capital p, the m, I'm like d
To slay an emcee, on the s-p-o-t
Leave without a motive or a see-l-you-e
So get the bozack.. e..

[erick
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
my P.O. I need some M-O
N-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga's door
It's four in the morning I'm on a mission peep
The best time to catch
Paging, paging doctor grip

Doctor grip
D-o-see-t-o-are g-are-I-p

Doctor grip
D-o-see-t-o-are g-are-I-p

Doctor grip
D-o-see-t-o-are g-are-I-p
FKI = Fresh Kid Ice
BM = Brother Marquis

Blowfly:
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!!  Shee-yee-YIT!!  Look at the ass
on that bitch!  Look at the titties!"
Pray for me, 'cause I'm needin money majorly
Sit at home watchin MTV with a empty P-
O-see-K-E-T; I MP3 everything that I hear on the streets
Never buy
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
[Prince Poetry]
Capital P-to-the-are-to-the, I-to-the-N-to-the-see-to
the-E-to-the-P-to-the-O-to-the-E.. TRY harder, don't bother
Prince Poetry,
a Part Time Sucka
Who works O.T., to be like me
The Capital P, the M, I'm like D
To slay an emcee, on the S-P-O-T
Leave without a motive or a C-L-U-E
So
"Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass
On that bitch! Look at the titties!"

(Mixx scratches "Aw hit me!" and "Hold your legs
of Houston
Lonely as I am, together we ride

[Happy P]
These motherfuckers be hating on me, and they hating on us
Cause our city's moving up, it's over what
to diss/take a crack at this/not algebra/or calculus. 

So take a crack at this now. 

It's the P.H.A.R.M.A.K.O.N. 
The remedy, yes the cure from
see, O.D.B., n****, R.I.P.
(Konichiwa bi*ches)
This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C., you want it all
Well, then y'all like me
(Konichiwa bi*ches)

Come on, come
avoid the D-O to the see
When I'm P-E-are-F-O-are-M-I-N-G
On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
And known, I rock a funky beat without a cord so
[Chorus]

Yo, by any means I protect my President
It's P.O.P., protect our president
A thoroughbred on the track like the meadowlands
The Secret Service
beat
Me and Ren in the black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully
of Houston
Lonely as I am, together we ride

[Happy P]
These motherfuckers be hating on me, and they hating on us
Cause our city's moving up, it's over what
the real mccoy

[Delite]
It's the are-O-D to get intense
Rappin' and rollin', while makin' a mix
To ya ladies, I need your involvement
For the keys I hold,
beat
Me and Ren in the black CE, yo,
Poppin' some funky shit by the D.O.C
I gotta get paid, paid in a hurry see
I gotta have it if I'm not paid fully
an automatic with static its tragic Mr A-l-K-a-p-o-n-e
The last man standing

Rollin, ridin, slowly slidin
Creepin up in da corners where you hoes be hidin
Takin
I'm still in the mix 
One of the many young policin breathers knockin out sequence 
Life's a L-O-T-T-O, carry a switch for self-defense 
Rappers try
liable for givin' knots that's untieable

are O Z, recognize my name
Rap G.I. Jane, rockin' colorful wide frames
Straight from Newark, we Brick layers, Na
I fit snubs and Swizz the mix it's like drugs
So, watch the clubs get hi-yi-yi
Feel like Cali when I drop by why
Bodies dropping and all the mami's
Back from the dead second L.P. here we go
Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. 
Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys
Hat turned back in some Airwalk