Guv'nor - JJ DOOM

Catch a throatful

From the fire vocaled

Ash and molten glass like

Eyjafjallajökull

The volcano out of Iceland

He’ll conquer and destroy the rap world like the white men

Learnt from a pro as a mentor

Started with a bird nest and burnt it to a cinder

That’ll get the party kicking

Plus your little charred body is smoldered like chicken

As the dollar continues to lose momentum

He need land from murdered indians that represent 'em

Gold is up, urging all thugs

Trade your chains for cash and splurge it on drugs

Or a more secure investment:

Food or water

A couple of gallons for your cutest daughter

And thank him as a Yankee fellow southerner

Don’t forget the general rank, 'ello guv’nor

Vocals spill over like the rolling hills of Dover

Or the Gulf Oil Disaster if preferred you’re after

Depends on your status or your stature

Whether you benefit from the prior or the later-er

Get the fatter check split

How much for 100,000 tons of correct shit

Sell a Chinese half-priced seafood

Price is like a real nice street dude

Who can knock the most dead birds out the sky

And then spread a lie

And then say he know why

I bet

Get the machine, blame it on the fireworks

Cleanup, y’all know when to send the wire, jerks!

Black teeth still snack on sweets

And get stacks with the qui mon qui

They use to sell CD’s

Now they got fake weed

Seeds burning trees like potpourri

Buyer beware

Had to tell this one liar «sire be fair»

At least untie her hair from the chair while I’m there

I hate playing loving her, JJ for Governor