Artist: Dr. Dooom (Kool Keith) f/ Jacky Jasper Album: First Come, First Served Song: Neighbors Next Door Typed by: ace52@netscape.net [Keith] Yo Jacky, this Keith. It's the answering machine I left the keys under the rug There's some meat up in the closet If you goin through it out tonight I'ma run up to Tower Records to get a pizza aight Ima come back yeah [Dr. Dooom] Chewin alligator meat live cowsteak sittin on old newspapers by thekitchen sink You think im off limits driving a 74 Dodge Plymouth Up the street with human feet colored apple-green with spots eatinblueberry Pop Tarts With the eighth body in my trunk my elbow bleeds with lumps Walkin from the sanitation dump with rotten skulls on my waterbed with Miller beer kegs Blood in my cabinet, ears in my closet watchin the Raptors play the Houston Rockets With your arms in the freezer I grab a icicle puttin fingerprints on my bicycle Walkin up to have a drink at the club ?there is? three Irish chicks lookin at me like im sick Walkin by chin-chins I stole the keys from ya friends Lookin out ya ?Madrion? hotel window like Elvis Presley coming down the elevator Good evening mister excuse me pardon me with body parts And credit cards walkin down Sunset Boulevard past the red light I threw a rat with mayonnaise at ya head lights Four blonde girls screamed and put on their hi-beams I fake like i'm ?vomiting smoking sick? threw acid on their stomachs And drove of with a wig down La Brea listen to a tape by Slayer Parked in a parking lot behind Burger King eatin a raw pack of chicken wings With blood on my fingers I blast a CD by the Staple Singers The cops told me to turn it down, they like my shoes from Buster Brown I went up the block an bought some incense for the wrong smells in the air conditioner vents Hey kid need twenty cents havin a cook-out with my neighbor How ya like the meat flavor mmmm Chorus: [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] sorry bout the noise last night [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] hey hey yall got some toilet paper [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] don't mind the smell from across the hall [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] see ya at twelve midnight comin over [Jacky Jasper] Ya shell shocked, cuts a rock mad ?blood? vulcan like Spock Pull ya ribs out suck ya own cock Block twenty-five knots laid up outta luck Cut ya ass open stuff ya like a duck what ?Attraction? recarnation in a slump twenty-five cents And a german dick pumped up Shoulda known the killa from the jump junk In veins impedes the brain hijackin planes Pull a kotex out of Louis Lane Explain the sky rain Cadillacs and dead bitches consort with witches Twenty-five sistas pussies with blisters we burn'em in rivers Saviors of pimps and concubines Have you ever asked yourself will you fuck Marilyn Manson Or become Charlie Manson Deathwish Or become Charles Bronson Take your testicles and your dick for ransom In a tea jar right next to the cookie jar With nose and tits smoking a cigar Beverly Hills superstar Jacky Jasper Keith a.k.a. Dr. Dooom Twenty-five dead chicks with an ice pick Machine guns galactica brooms pay for room two Into sci-fi we stay fly Seven heads an ten horns Side died ripped open eyeball for a subway token Asshole broken manics in a cave spandex columbo smokin Panties in liquid pinesol soakin Selling glass to Dr. Bones, Dr. Dooom ?ass lie on cellphone? Sportin scuba fins in a limo Eatin fingers on a hunt Attached with a pick ass out dick out Nigga what you want? [Dr. Dooom] I want a kotex with whip cream Chorus: [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] sorry bout the noise last night [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] hey hey yall got some toilet paper [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] don't mind the smell from across the hall [Dr. Dooom] we're ya neighbors next door down on the next floor [Jacky Jasper] I'm comin over twelve midnight to borrow some sugar