Kookies-MF DOOM

[00:00.000]作曲: MF DOOM， [00:00.385]One lonely evening alone home， [00:02.395]End up with carpal tunnel syndrome， [00:04.893]Here I am, known for giving heavy back aches， [00:06.643]Grown, and living off of little Debbie snack cakes， [00:09.466]Supposed to be checking e-mails， [00:10.971]All I got is messages from ass naked females， [00:13.215](Kookies)， [00:14.466]I don't know no Jenny, [00:15.466]she said its free and I wont owe her a penny. [00:18.362]And that's the last time I saw her， [00:19.613]But a thousand more horrors than on-line Gomorra， [00:22.613]And Sodom， [00:23.109]They got 'em with they curls out， [00:24.113]And they got a better sales pitch then the Girl Scouts. [00:27.113]I wonder what I owe her， [00:28.612]For a whole box of caramel coconut Samoas， [00:31.113](Nite nite)， [00:31.612]OK, honey, sweet dreams! [00:32.863]Now it gets very serious like peach creams. [00:35.281]A metal hand filled, squish it on the quilt， [00:37.031]Missus wakes up and I'm killed over spilled milk. [00:39.532]Locked in, looking at your picture， [00:41.530]Fully clothed winter, and I right there wit'cha, [00:43.782]Thinking about the last time I split your wishbone， [00:46.030]Ya man could only wish he could do the same till he get home. [00:48.281]Fat chance， [00:49.528]At least he got snacks， [00:50.529]That'll have to do 'til a brother get back， [00:52.281]Until then, smack one-eyed-jack, [00:54.464]and hope one of his peoples can hook him with a tri-pack. [00:57.710]That's three different flavors， [00:58.962]Chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry wafers， [01:01.460]He acting all hard bout to get beat up， [01:02.964]I'll show him what time it is once I get this sheet up. [01:05.713]As soon as he fell off his beat down all I hear is， [01:08.214]"Thirteen Cell! Put the sheet down!"， [01:10.220]Damn C.O. [01:10.964]What the hell do she know， [01:11.958]Besides the fact that she wants her back dug out on the d-low， [01:14.456]A workaholic with a fountain in the ink pen， [01:16.214]House in the mountains and he stop drinking again， [01:18.713]In the wee hours he's gotten farther， [01:20.643]Needing three showers, [01:21.394]getting hot and bothered. [01:23.394]The wiz with her legs bent, pregnant， [01:25.145]God blessed the shit, she wondered where her egg went. [01:27.393]He got the L, but it's hard to drink with out it， [01:29.391]And could use some kookies but trying not to think about it. [01:31.644]Watchin' BET on jazz from knowledge on file， [01:34.051]Every other commercial, "College Hoes Gone Wild!"， [01:36.303]Soft batch, he prefer the other bunch, [01:38.512]like they got for lunch， [01:39.268]Chocolate fudge butter crunch. [01:50.019]Don't mess with the ritz bitz, wheat thins, saltine triskits， [01:54.202]Motts so's and cheese its， [01:55.702]Catch sugar fits every time he sees a nice pair of， [01:58.202]Chips ahoy double chocolate chunk， [01:59.944]Something with the bubble and the junk in the trunk， [02:02.200]Even the oreo， [02:03.202]No matter what the weather， [02:04.201]Always kept dipped in milk and stuck together， [02:07.202]In the game he's shameless even uses a code name Famous Amos， [02:10.653]Cheaper than a short stay at the day's inn and good like 25 cent oatmeal raisin， [02:15.572]Give it up to who invented the camera， [02:17.572]Never mind the ginger bread men and the grandma's， [02:20.551]Make sure she don't wake from her dream， [02:21.801]Chill, or get caught with a hand full of cream filled， [02:24.042]Kookies， [02:27.551]It might seem ill [02:33.051]Byebye