Stones throw
Stones Throw Records is an independent hip hop record label based in Los Angeles, California.
It was started in 1996 by DJ/Producer Peanut Butter Wolf. Its subsidiaries Now-Again Records and Soul Cal Records specialize in funk and soul re-issues.
Stones Throw is home to Madlib and many of his projects: Madvillain, Jaylib, Yesterdays New Quintet, Quasimoto, Sound Directions and Lootpack. Other notable artists on the Stones Throw's past and present roster include James Pants Read Full BioStones Throw Records is an independent hip hop record label based in Los Angeles, California.
It was started in 1996 by DJ/Producer Peanut Butter Wolf. Its subsidiaries Now-Again Records and Soul Cal Records specialize in funk and soul re-issues.
Stones Throw is home to Madlib and many of his projects: Madvillain, Jaylib, Yesterdays New Quintet, Quasimoto, Sound Directions and Lootpack. Other notable artists on the Stones Throw's past and present roster include James Pants, Gary Wilson, The Turntablist (aka DJ Babu), Rob Swift, Rasco, Breakestra, Oh No, Dudley Perkins, J Dilla (aka Jay Dee), and Koushik, . J Dilla (Jay Dee)'s final album during his lifetime, Donuts, was released by Stones Throw in February 2006.
It was started in 1996 by DJ/Producer Peanut Butter Wolf. Its subsidiaries Now-Again Records and Soul Cal Records specialize in funk and soul re-issues.
Stones Throw is home to Madlib and many of his projects: Madvillain, Jaylib, Yesterdays New Quintet, Quasimoto, Sound Directions and Lootpack. Other notable artists on the Stones Throw's past and present roster include James Pants Read Full BioStones Throw Records is an independent hip hop record label based in Los Angeles, California.
It was started in 1996 by DJ/Producer Peanut Butter Wolf. Its subsidiaries Now-Again Records and Soul Cal Records specialize in funk and soul re-issues.
Stones Throw is home to Madlib and many of his projects: Madvillain, Jaylib, Yesterdays New Quintet, Quasimoto, Sound Directions and Lootpack. Other notable artists on the Stones Throw's past and present roster include James Pants, Gary Wilson, The Turntablist (aka DJ Babu), Rob Swift, Rasco, Breakestra, Oh No, Dudley Perkins, J Dilla (aka Jay Dee), and Koushik, . J Dilla (Jay Dee)'s final album during his lifetime, Donuts, was released by Stones Throw in February 2006.
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Accordion
Madvillain Lyrics
Living off borrowed time, the clock tick 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 mixmaster
I-c-e cold, nice to be old
Y2g stee twice to threefold
He sold scrolls, lo and behold
Know who's the illest ever like the greatest (ever) story told
Keep your glory, gold and glitter
For half, half of his niggas'll take him out the picture
The other half is rich and it 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 at the mic, it's like the place get like, "Ah, 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 clapping if nobody ain't hear it
And can they testify from in the spirit? (Nah)
In living, the true Gods
Giving y'all nothing but the lick like two broads
Got more lyrics than the church got ooh, Lords
And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords (either that)
Or even one with two blades on it
Hey, you, don't touch the mic like it's AIDS on it (yuck)
It's like the end to the means
Fucked type of message that sends to the fiends
That's why he bring his own needles
And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos
Slip like Freudian
Your first and last step to playing yourself like accordion
When he at the mic, you don't go next
Leaving pussy cats like why hoes need Kotex
Exercise index, won't need Bowflex
And won't take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Alfred Darlington, Daniel Thompson, Otis Jackson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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Tokyo Leafy
Lyrics: Livin' off borrowed time, the clock tick 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 mixmaster
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
For have half of his niggaz'll take him out the picture
The other half is rich and don't mean sh*t-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: 'Ah yeah!'
It's like they know what's 'bout to happen
Just keep ya eye out, like aye, aye cap'n
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 hold 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
F*cked 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 at the mic you don't go next
Even pussy cats like why hoes need Kotex
Exercise index won't need Bowflex
And won't take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex
Clear Blue Skies
[Verse: MF DOOM]
Living off borrowed time, the clock tick 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 mixmaster
I-C-E cold, nice to be old
Y2G stee 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
For half, half of his niggas'll take him out the picture
The other half is rich and it 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: "Aw, 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 clapping if nobody ain't hear it?
And can they testify from in the spirit? (Nah)
In living, the true gods
Giving y'all nothing but the lick like two broads
Got more lyrics than the church got "Ooh, Lord"s
And he hold the mic and your attention like two swords
Either that or either one with two blades on it
Hey you, don't touch the mic like it's AIDS on it (Yuck)
It's like the end to the means
Fucked type of message that sends to the fiends
That's why he bring his own needles
And get more cheese than Doritos, Cheetos or Fritos
Slip like Freudian
Your first and last step to playing yourself like accordion
[Outro: MF DOOM]
When he at the mic, you don't go next
Leaving pussy cats like why hoes need Kotex
Exercise index, won't need Bowflex
And won't take the one with no skinny legs like Joe Tex
Mistakia
Rip MF Doom.. 2020 the worst year ever
Isher
REMEMBER ALL CAPS WHEN YOU SPELL THE MAN NAME
Drakkøn.
@Lobster with Mustard and Rice I thought the same, and the truth is that I don't care if the world ends or not 🚬
Prez O'dent
@Elliott W 🧢
Lyrik
@Doctapeppur it was worse
Harry Young
song so good they named an instrument after it
murrdy
@Ville Louekari harmonium
Ville Louekari
@murrdy what is it?
murrdy
nobody is gonna mention that it's not even a sample of an accordion?
Scandinavian Raccon
@Hannes Why Not…?