Darker than the east river, larger than the Empire State Where the beats to guard the barbed wire gate Is on the job, not my fate, tired of the wait To
, it ain't worth the drama, can it From the calm bandit eat rhymers like pomegranate Soon as he stepped in he lit the room Boom, reschedule my noon with Britt Hume Doom
Before we go any further, friends As you call ?em they call you when they need somethin? Trees for the blunt, two G's for the front I found a way to
Ladies Mary, you make me wanna eat you Every time I see you, it's like the first time I meet you Fragrance like a flower, subtle and sweet too Seductive
shuttin? up And keep your shirt on, at least a button up Yuck, is they rhymers or strippin? males? Outta work jerks since they shut down Chippendales They chippin? nails, doom
to do, she be like, ?Super? Own his own throne, the boss like King Koopa On the microphone he flossed the ring, super Average emcees is like a TV blooper MF Doom
God earlin' My man Grimm had his little monkey like Space Ghost Me myself I got flavors that out-taste most With numb gums, some rhymers is lake toast Back to you MF Doom
I get no kick from champagne Their alcohol doesn't thrill me at all So tell me why shouldn't it be true? I get a kick out of brew There is only one beer
It's the beat, he hear it in his sleep sometime Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at them rhymes Real rhymes, not your everyday hologram
[Beatboxing is heard through the entire song] [MF Doom] KEEP YA HOES IN CHECK!(..Super!) I got this girl and she wants me to duke Her I told her I'd
Mary, you make me wanna eat you Everytime I see you, it's like the first time I meet you Frangrance like a flower, subtle and sweet too Seductive and
(feat. Scott Free) [MF Doom] Yo, yo Bring in the big guns, weapons is ready In the square shoot the heady reppin the yeti is ready Bout time last train
did his best on the retarded test Was trick questions, always kept a cheat sheet On the microphone, a repper before beat street And beat meat that MF doom
[MF Doom] Smack it up, flip it, pulled out, 'bout to fail Sunday in the A-T-L and I'm all outta ale Like a bat out of hell, tripped on a cat tail Mutt
(feat. MF Grimm) [MF Grimm] Tossing, turning, dreams of murder, someone's killing me Of changes, there's nights I'm on a killing spree All done cold
Although, I know that he's awaiting I'mma slip him son, I'mma dip him, son When I catch the drop on him, I'mma clip him, son [MF Doom] Bet oc', straight
IT's the beat He hear it in his sleep sometime Blare it in your jeep so your peoples can stare at them rhymes Real rhymes not your everyday hologram Even
[MF Doom] ...Give it a sec for the pain to start This wreck right here it ain't for the faint of heart They thought they saw the worst verse From the
