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Darko the Super & MF Grimm - D-40 (Music Video)

D-40 from the new Darko The Super album "Beware of Bob" produced by MF Grimm. Out everywhere on February 24th for Twin Peaks Day. https://uddtba.bandcamp.com/album/bew... Lyrics: Stick to the rules and regulations Wake up and smell the bacon Tell satan not today From the bay to Rockaway Since the cradle like Dr. J Easy as Sundays I’m seasoned like Lowry’s Alister Crowley Knows all about me Cos I’m already creased I don’t need no iron Disturbing the peace Like police sirens KRS the teacher on your speaker firing Lyrical darts You went to miracle mart Looking to buy a vowel You’re in denial now You can’t stop the reign I’m the king of style The mail man cometh like Karl Malone Federal expressway, payday loans Ricky Ricardo, Lucy I’m home Kramer on the movie phone, you listening too slow Disco robot judo chop Francisco space doo doo pistol pop Tell me when to go Tell me when to go Tell me when to go Tell me when to go Go on with your bad self Gator belts and Patty melts Put that shit back on the shelf Cos shotgun shells are bad for your health I be more hipper than a hippo Down in Philly with Diplo Cooler than a polar bears big toe Superman and Krypto Listening to Dilla Dawg Don’t play the wall Get involved Swag surfing with your billabong Going up in smoke like Tommy Chong The radio should play more Jay Electron Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind Victimless crime Too Short still a pimp in his prime Drop Megatron bombs more faster than you blink They called him 40 water cos he liked to drink 40 ounces Creativity boundless You tall can faces never could appreciate greatness Or have faith in the ancient ways of the sacred rap supreme Make you wanna drink gasoline You better keep the aluminum in deodorant Uncle Charles was a vocalist Love Potion #9 Shuggie Otis You better take notice Like Dilla’s Ruff Draft track 13 Before we grab ya with the tractor beam Tell me when to go Tell me when to go Tell me when to go Tell me when to go Go on with your bad self Gator belts and Patty melts Put that shit back on the shelf Cos shotgun shells are bad for your health Jesus had dreads Going straight to fed ex Breast fed movie stars Dents in my hoopty car Spent rent at the nudy bar Read the block brochure Never rock the pompadour Pull the plug cut the cord Used to play a Korg in the band on the run world in my hand and writing rap was fun Now Batman’s got a gun And the sweet turned sour Played the beat for an hour Wrote about how to take back the power From the junkies and the donkeys and the elephants and skeletons with wish bones Marinating on the corner with a chip in his phone With your bad self running things With your bad breath onion rings