Doomsday

Doomsday (世界末日) - MF Doom

Sade/MF DOOM：

Mic Check

When I was led to you

I knew you were the one for me

Come through dig the sound

I swear the whole world could feel you MC

Crowd around

MF DOOM：

I used to cop a lot but never copped no drop

Hold mics like pony tails tight and bob a lot

Stop and stick around come through and dig the sound

Of the fly brown 6-0 sicko psycho who throws his d**k around

Bound to go three-plat came to destroy rap

It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strapped

Femstat cats get kidnapped

Then release a statement to the press let the rest know who did that

Metal Fist terrorists claim responsibility

Broken household name usually said in hostility

Um what is MF

You silly

I'd like to take "Mens to the End" for two milli'

"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo" That's a audio daily double

Rappers need to fall off just to save me the trouble yo

Watch your own back came in and go out alone black

Stay in the zone turn H2O to Cognac

On Doomsday ever since the womb

'Til I'm back where my brother went that's what my tomb will say

Right above my government Dumile

Either unmarked or engraved hey who's to say

I wrote this one in B.C. D.C. O-section

If you don't believe me go get bagged and check then

Cell number seventeen up under the top bunk

I say this not to be mean wish bad luck or pop junk

Pop the trunk on Cee Cipher Punk leave him left scraped

God forbid if there ain't no escape blame MF tape

Definition "super-villain" a killer who love children

One who is well-skilled in destruction as well as building

While Sidney Sheldon teaches the trife to be trifer

I'm trading science fiction with my man the live lifer

A pied piper holler a rhyme a dollar and a dime

Do his thing ring around the white collar crime

Get out my face askin' 'bout my case need toothpaste

Fresher mint monkey-style n***a get dentadent

And d**e fiends still in they teens shook n***as turn witness

Real mens mind their own business

That's the difference between sissy-pissy rappers that's double-dutch

How come I hold the microphone double-clutch

C.O.'s make rounds never have 'ox found

On shakedown lock-down wet dreams of Fox' Brown

On Doomsday ever since the womb

'Til I'm back where my brother went that's what my tomb will say

Right above my government Dumile

Either unmarked or engraved hey who's to say

Doomsday ever since the womb

'Til I'm back to the essence read it off the tomb

Either engraved or unmarked grave who's to say

Pass the mic like "Pass the peas like they used to say"

Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk

I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool how ladies from Cali talk