Текст песни Accordion - Madvillain
Livin'
off
borrowed
time,
the
clock
ticks
faster
That'd
be
the
hour
they
knock
the
slick
blaster
Dick
Dastardly
and
Muttley
with
sick
laughter
A
gun
fight
and
they
come
to
cut
the
mix
master
I-C-E
cold,
nice
to
be
old
Y2G
steed
twice
to
threefold
He
sold
scrolls,
lo
and
behold
Know
who's
the
illest
ever,
like
the
greatest
story
told
Keep
your
glory,
gold
and
glitter
If
I
have
half
of
his
niggaz'll
take
him
out,
the
picture
The
other
half
is
rich
and
don't
mean
shit-ta
Villain,
a
mixture
between
both
with
a
twist
of
liquor
Chase
it
with
more
beer,
taste
it
like
truth
or
dare
When
he
have
the
mic,
it's
like
the
place
get
like,
'Oh
yeah!'
It's
like
they
know
what's
'bout
to
happen
Just
keep
ya
eye
out,
like,
Aye,
aye
captain
Is
he
still
a
fly
guy
clappin'
if
nobody
ain't
hear
it?
And
can
they
testify
from
inner
spirit?
(No)
In
living,
the
true
gods
Givin'
y'all
nothing
but
the
lick,
like
two
broads
Got
more
lyrics
than
the
church
got,
'Ooh
Lords'
And
he
holds
the
mic
and
your
attention
like
two
swords
Or
even
one
with
two
blades
on
it
Hey
you,
don't
touch
the
mic
like
it's
AIDS
on
it
It's
like
the
end
to
the
means
Fucked
type
of
message
that
sends
to
the
fiends
That's
why
he
brings
his
own
needles
And
get
more
cheese
than
Doritos,
Cheetos
or
Fritos
Slip
like
Freudian
Your
first
and
last
step
to
playin'
yourself
like
accordion
When
he
had
the
mic,
you
don't
go
next
Leaving
pussycats
like
wild
hoes
need
Kotex
Exercise
index
won't
need
Bowflex
And
won't
take
the
one
with
no
skinny
legs
like
Joe
Tex
Альбом
Madvillainy
1 The Illest Villains
2 Accordion
3 Meat Grinder
4 Raid
5 Sickfit
6 Rainbows
7 Shadows Of Tomorrow
8 Shadows Of Tomorrow
9 Hardcore Hustle
10 Operation Lifesaver aka Mint Test
11 Figaro
12 Hardcore Hustle
13 Eye
14 Strange Ways
15 All Caps (Instrumental)
16 Fancy Clown
17 Fancy Clown
18 Rhinestone Cowboy
19 Eye
20 Great Day
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