Dr. Dooom - Do Not Disturb lyrics

Okay, night time It's dark outside I'm the man with the pumpkin Oh no (Oh yeah) I'm above big stars with whack raps Can you imagine the silly contestant Tryin' to spit with bras over a tit With shoes and slacks Then repeated pieces of feces talkin' Recycled subjects on the major label Lawyers solicitin' tracks I'm ashamed of everybody pressed up on wax Because they rusty and corroded And skirt and pump promoted To walk the streets with nightgowns and teddy bears Don't give me Teddy stares You might as well get a petition to add more packs of hair Sittin' in the barber chair, at your local swap meet The kicks from Bruce Lee, you can't stop me The buried bones and stuff (Do not disturb) Bloodstains on the pickup truck (Do not disturb) The voodoo dolls are tough (Do not disturb) They return to dust (Do not disturb) Your chance to talk the same stuff is irrelevant to me You're a glorified peasant to me Your chick has the face of the gorilla Of course she can bring a present to me A guy that look like Friday the 13th Jason after he drowned is goin' to court Can you believe a real jealous monster's mad? 'Cause my vocals stay clear With his amputated ears on the floor The court papers, I tore You come with it, now medical center wanna sue me Play the back of the Club Rolex Release some more that wanna do me Take the top of my head, baby use the grease instead Girls get mad put your weave into a ponytail Head down to see basketball players With a sign on your back that say booty for sale The worms crawl up your skin in a roach motel In a one-star jacuzzi, my feet soak so well Sign on the door, monkies don't ring the bell The buried bones and stuff (Do not disturb) Bloodstains on the pickup truck (Do not disturb) The voodoo dolls are tough (Do not disturb) They return to dust (Do not disturb) Now that the pickup truck is fixed up, the F-150 Ridin' past the hornet house, doin' F one-sixty The wolves start howlin' when I come up the road The animals peep my flow, the reindeer's Jump across my windshield wipers The moose clap, your whole town miss me Especially after late '95, run up to Poughkeepsie Don't test me, slidin' down your face with a jet ski Ask anybody in circle that met me I'm not a good baboon but you still wanna pet me Woman think I'm bugged out but the Louis V Notepad make you sweat me Some with VW motors in they mind Don't have the power to outjet me The buried bones and stuff (Do not disturb) Bloodstains on the pickup truck (Do not disturb) The voodoo dolls are tough (Do not disturb) They return to dust (Do not disturb) The buried bones and stuff (Do not disturb) Bloodstains on the pickup truck (Do not disturb) The voodoo dolls are tough (Do not disturb) They return to dust (Do not disturb)