Money Folder Lyrics

Lyric discussion by JohnnyMorman 

Cover art for Money Folder lyrics by Madvillain

Pan it, can't understand it, ban it The underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded The best, any who profess will be remanded Yes sir, request permission to be candid? Granted I don't think we can handle a style so rancid They flipped it like matted, did the old jazz standard

how sick are doom's rhymes?