MF Doom

[fox69]

"Guinnesses"
(feat. Empress Stahhr & 4ize)

"Guinnesses"
(feat. Empress Stahhr & 4ize)



Running desperately low on food, they were forced to turn back
(Well it should
I despise him)
[Empress Stahhr:]
Sheitan never came so ill, he got skill
Met a brother from the drill that gave my spine chills
All thirty-three nerves controlling my curves
Common sense just swerved every time I got served
Stress, frustration, empty rhetoric
Cold as winter in Connecticut, compassion lacking deficit
Thought it was love like sent from above
You not a soul-mate, more ways and actions of a primate
Who by low and census coming faker than extensions
Pissed away all good intentions outta here. sister was missin'
Intuition, maybe it was me
I couldn't see, holdin' onto fantasy, getting bitten by reality
[4ize:]
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt
Incoming, take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
And the POW's get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
[Empress Stahhr:]
I shoulda deaded it from genesis 'stead of hittin' the Guinnesses
Now I'm free falling, cursing at the street, bawling
He ceased calling, no appetite for feast darling
So deep, all in, I bet he never stop balling women
Forsake God for the scent of a man
Sacrifice a whole life for a slice, overstand?
Maybe it's a lack of pigment, loneliness imagine figment
Only got the car tinted to pull extra G's in it
Damn Jody, comin with the okie doke, pokie poke
Steady rockin boats, got me aimin for ya throats
Sniper scope, weren't we supposed to elope?
Propose then ya froze, I don't think that I can cope
[4ize:]
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt
Incoming, take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
And the POW's get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
[Empress Stahhr:]
Constant frustration, stemming from a no win situation
Rushing lust and fornication, adding to the complication
Patience is a virtue, pain run deep when love desert you
Listenin' to whisperin', choosing chaos over discipline
Simpleton, life should really be a piece of intimance
Relationships strengthening, flower essence penstemon
Gentlemen my favorite shit so I've never forsaken it
I persevere, make it fit, sculpting and reshaping it
Taking sips off a fifth of it, passionate, intense
Incense candles lit, scandalous
Emotional bandages, why would he abandon this?
Guess he couldn't handle it, the boss is magnanimous
[4ize:]
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt
Incoming, take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
And the POW's get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
Look
(Oh boy, here we go)
Come on you college boys wearing them faggotty-looking white shoes
Ya didn't wash your neck
(Take a look at my neck)
Hold it right there you
Where you're going, there are no jokes
I'm beginning to think that armor-plated gargoyle doesn't like me

 

[fox69]

"Gumbo"

"Gumbo"


You gotta watch your gums on this
But it's, it's very good, it's very healthy

(Not perfect for every situation but edible wrappers could actually beef up your next meal)
You would only want to use the wraps when there's no food associated with the use of the wraps
So, uh, some potential uses include, um, wrapping bolt packed in a larger package
And in that case, the, the wrap will actually form into a sauce when you cooked, cooked your meats
Um, there's also been interest in, um, development of using the wrap and then actually rip up the wrap in case you will get weary the next day
(It's hoped edible wrappers will do a couple of things
Create a new demand for produce
Stop throwing out as much garbage as they do
And eat more chitlins)

 

[fox69]

"Guv'nor"

"Guv'nor"


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

 

[fox69]

"Hardcore Hustle"
(feat. Wildchild)

"Hardcore Hustle"
(feat. Wildchild)



(Madvillain...)

[Wildchild:]
Jump on the track with a hardcore hustle
With a busload a niggas this time we bought 'cha muscle
Wildchild's the one to uplift most and it's confirmed
So tonight let's bang this Madvillain music 'till it's adjourned
Loot rushes in head first with the full force of a ram
So the source of the verse coerce the course of a jam
Went to hell and back, saw devil sellin' crack
In fact had to come back with brother with the mask
By yellin' "black.. power to the people", who support raw music
Blessed from the start to keep upliftin' progressive art
To come out and uplift words
Take verbalistic leaps to the next purge[?] compact dope poetical excerpts
Who's the expert (Wild)? With the physical frame
Who's mental was tamed to get over in this musical game
When the Madvillain breaks your dome you'll see
Your interval depth was written for those that slept
We take 100% unpredictable steps
(Say what?) Who's the one that rocked up a party with the vigilance urge
When smokin' the ism the division is blurred, but vengence is heard[?]
And just when ya got, caught up in the cynical thought
Intervals in the shape of a mic get put straight through your heart like..

 

[fox69]

"Hero Vs. Villain (Epilogue)"
(feat. E. Mason)

"Hero Vs. Villain (Epilogue)"
(feat. E. Mason)



"And that ended Doom's plans for world destruction!"
"And how did you manage to stop him?"
"Simple, I [?] rearranged the circuits"
"Once he threw the switch"
"My ability to attack is faster than the cobra..."

"Very helpful."
"And I will be careful, not to make the same mistakes as Doom!"

[E. Mason:]
What's the hero, who's the villain?
Dead or livin, killed or killin, who the fuck should remain chillin?
(Doom) Webster says, wicked and evil, but yo who's Webster?
Nihilation and outcast, equals freedom that's so fast
Culture in chains, that be the rolls villain plays
All these are just metaphors, they describe symbols in folklore
But who knows why it's like this?
Hero? Hit or old miss? Maybe it's all good
Really of God, but who should, determine the real
Evil, what's the deal
Fools rush in, they don't know the yin, from the yang
And are ashamed to deviate, or act sane
From the norm, they are slaves, forced to conform
To really find your essence, take this as a lesson
Break away from the rest of them
Get from the form ending, like the villain in the song
Find truth, who determines wrong
From right, without a fistfight
Different from day than from night {Operation... Doomsday}
It's just a simple play on words
Delete all these punks ass herbs
Who's the hero, what's the villain?
The question still remains chillin
Listen to the music, try very hard to use it
Open up and research, and that's the end of this verse
But y'all niggas keep y'all minds open out there

"So like fuck you, fuck the newspaper, fuck all that shit man!"
"I'm leavin" {"Good evening"}
"Yo why you want to be leaving man?"
"Man don't worry about that sucker, yo man listen"
"Yo I'm not gonna finish my piece man, not with this lady around man"
"Yo what the fuck is this shit man?"
"I don't like that shit man, I don't want no fuckin pictures taken of my shit man"
"Yo relax!"
"Nah man, that shit is fucked up man, that shit can get us busted over here man!"
"Relax man it's for the paper"
"NAH NAH I'm not gonna relax, I'm gettin the fuck out of here"
"Look, we got a car! She's got a car parked right over there man!"
"Let's get the fuck out of here!"
"Well come on let's go then!"

"Doom, ..to conceal his own mangled form, right?" "Yeah"
"So like fuck you"
"Do yourself a favor.. do yourself.. trust me"

 

[fox69]

"Hey!"

"Hey!"


Good evening, ladies and gentlemen
(Hey!)
I'd like to thank you all for joining us this evening
Let me know if y'all with me y'all
(Hey!)
Just a couple of things I'd like to say..

I only play the games that I win at
And stay the same with more rhymes than there's ways to skin cats
As a matter of fact, let me rephrase:
With more rhymes and more ways to fillet felines these days
Watch the path of the black one:
Supervillian. He wrecks clubs for delf
In a drunken stupor chillin
Ready and willin to inadvertantly foil that
Plan of any rhymer, whiner or spoiled brat
Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose?
And holds mics like he knows karate body blows?
Nobody knows
The trouble I see
From the MPV fly dirty tailin the eye bubble eye thirty
For the record this is some shit I just thought of y'all
Science fiction that's not admissable in no court of law
I live to rock mics 3-D
The only reason I seek to stop: to snuff the TV
I heard beats, they sound like karaoke
With monkey rhymers on a leash like don't have this fairy choke me
Hit 'em with a penny so we can get these peanuts
And I thought we was nuts, I used to get free cuts
They locks Lex Luthor up in green haven
Since when a nigga never really been to clean shaven
Misbehavin rap stars need Listamint
Call me Mista Bent
I'm at where your sister went
Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke
Now all a nigga wanna do is fight and sell (HEY!), tell a joke
This could lead to catastrophe
Bout to stop the violence
Right after these last three shots from the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said:
"Bitch!!
Let me set this shit off so I could get rich right quick"
Then it hit me like the point of intoxication
Nigga come out and rock this nation like ox defacin'
A lot of niggas out is rusty like oxidation
In the world's most strangest most dangerous occupation
But you could do it, you the Super like in your building
Villian like trife Kinder is in All My Children
Plottin
And it sure to pay ends
With some real mature womens, and more of they friends
And when bad men roll tight, it's actual true
Like a pack of Big Bambú, with natural glue
Who grip necks of Becks next to triple X?
He just came in 4D: Follow the ripple effects!
And it'll lead you right to him
Oh snap!
It seems you walked into a trap, through rap
Zoinks!
This place is filled with pretender willies
One false move, and get broke off! like end of Phillies
True believers
Ain't nothin new to a
Crook with special powers like how to tell the future uh-uh-
Rhyme of the month two page long
Bustin off two gages with my cape on wrong
Son it's on remind me of a Raekwon tape song
With a fleet of super bad... Status: Rae Dawn Chong
Let me know if y'alls with me y'all!
National and geographic down to the titty-bar
Rep Monster Island City yall!
To all my brothers who is doin' unsettling bids
You could have got away with it if it was not for them
Meddling kids!
(OVERR HEERRE!)

 

[fox69]

"Hoe Cakes"

"Hoe Cakes"


KEEP YA HOES IN CHECK! (..Super!)
I got this girl and she wants me to duke Her
I told her I'd come scoop her around 8, she said "Super!"
that sounds great, shorty girl's a trooper
no matter what I need her 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...hes like D.B. Cooper
out wit the moolah, I let her get a outfit
jus to cool her off she said niggaz ain't about shit
I wonder if she meant it, I doubt it
the way it be in her mouth, she can't live without it
and can't live with this, handle yo bidness
villain'll stay on a scandalous hoes shit list
one pack of cookies please Mr. Hooper
its fun smackin rookies, he is the "Super!"
look like a black wookie when he let his beard grow
weirdo, brown skin'ded always kept his hair low
rumor has it its a S-curl accident
DOOM was always known to keep the best girls backs bent
some say its the eyes, some say the accent
a lotta guys wonder where they stacks went
I call her thunder thighs, with the fatty swolla
only mess wit high rollas, do what daddy told her
no matter the city she with me to do the thang thang
work in the coochie, hooptie chitty chitty bang bang
same name on the titty as on the name ring
pretty like Baby D off "all in the same gang"
keep my eye on her really don't trust her
but I treat her like a daughter, taught her how to bust a nut
and the heat to turn beef to horsemeat chalupa
teach her how to hold it, of course he is the "Super!"
see most cats treat her like foofer
or beat her to a stupor, take it from the "Super!"
ya need to make her feel cuter
and lay down the G like Luther, everythin'll be "Super!"
do for her, keep her in a new fur
so she look sweet when she go to meet the "Super!"
got the buddha get the Grenadiers, twist it
put it in the air, come 'ere, kiss it
listen here scooter, let her try to bag you
when she's on the rag never let her fry the Ragu
which will have you under some type of spell crying "dag boo"
her name on ya back in her tattoo
whether a bourgie broad, nerd hoe, street chick
don't call her wifey if you met her at the freaknick
you don't want her don't waste her time, I'll dupe her
oh and be a father to ya child like the "Super!"
he keep his hoes in check
sends 'em out to get glows from off frozen necks
tell 'em take his clothes, leave him posin nekkid for real
better yet, get 'em for the check off the record deal
find out where he keep the tek an the blue steel
make sure for extra wreck let 'em know how you feel
and while he's runnin down to all star weekend to ball
I'm comin with the U-HAUL! (Super!)
(..Super!) (...Super!)

 

[fox69]

"Hot Guacamole"
(feat. MC Paul Barman)

"Hot Guacamole"
(feat. MC Paul Barman)



[MC Paul Barman:]
I'm old school
This mic is my ProTool
I'm three apples high
I live in a toadstool like a smurf
Everyone at birth is given x-ray specs
But they under-use them to undress the opposite sex
Holy guacamole!
Let's get this rap cash
Cause art right now is on some slap dash flapjack crap trash
Leave me here
SAVE YOURSELF!

[MF Doom:]
OK
Pass me your wallet
I'll send help
Now who drank the last brew?
They turned off my cell again
The bill was way past due
Gosh, tell a friend
But don't let 'em gas you
It's all just hogwash
Now back to the castle

[MC Paul Barman:]
Where's that?

[MF Doom:]
Parts unknown
When I'm home the seeds throw darts at the throne
No tart taste to the ho cakes
No jakes
And first place
In the go-cart race goes to...

[MC Paul Barman:]
NO BRAKES! Teach peace to the babies
We're all the same

[MF Doom:]
At least for the ho's sake

[MC Paul Barman:]
Stepped on an undisclosed rake

[MF Doom:]
Catch a nose-ache...
Y'all flows is fake

[MC Paul Barman:]
Yodle-eh-heee-WHO wants to be my protege?
Me, me too!
So parrot back it
I'm an underlined caret bracket
Greater than or equal to
But greater than four stars
Greater than straight-A report cards
Greater than poor sports in divorce courts or sports bars

[MF Doom:]
What's your mission?

[MC Paul Barman:]
Making hundreds
Shaking blunders in this self [?] taking on fun-filled until...

[MF Doom:]
Done, chill
It ain't all about the dollar bill
You could be dead broke and be a scholar still

[MC Paul Barman:]
That's true
What question should I ask you?

[MF Doom:]
Uh... 'What type-a ill type-a tricks do the mask do?'

[MC Paul Barman:]
Ok, what type-a ill type-a ill tricks do the mask do?

[MF Doom:]
The face plate remove and I give chicks tattoos

[MC Paul Barman:]
But then they can see your face!

[MF Doom:]
I make 'em look the other way
I almost caught a case off that same shit the other day
In Grady's truck is where I first got lucky
In the 80's, now I make the ladies say 'Yucky!' like Sandy

[MC Paul Barman:]
Bollocks, that old mustache is bull-snot

[MF Doom:]
On your bald spot

[MC Paul Barman:]
THAT WAS WHAT I CALL HOT!

 

[fox69]

"I Wonder"
(feat. Hassan Chop)

"I Wonder"
(feat. Hassan Chop)



[Hassan Chop:]
That's right I got problems and personal issues
Stories that'll make ya-eyes tear and wet tissue
Its true, I'm (Madd) like the (Rapper)
I'm so upset I gotta put it up in my rap before I snapper
After the things I've seen from Atlanta to Queens
To the mean streets of Brooklyn when I was a teen
Back and forth to the Islands, scream when I left
But adapted, and still my dreams haven't left
I only hung with the crack kids we not the best
Me and the ruffest ruffnecks went chest to chest
Now my best friend's locked up north I won't rest
Til I let him live his dream threw me and I confess
That even though both our hearts was dark his was darker
Best believe when shit got spark he was the sparker
And when the block got hot he was the fire starter
And if I had beef my nigga Raja was a martyr

I wonder how certain people come in my life
I wonder why'd I get in so many fights
I wonder why sometimes things just don't go right
Why I gotta live this life hey hey
I wonder how certain people come in my life
I wonder why'd I get in so many fights
I wonder...why I gotta live this life hey hey

Yo you one of the most important people in my life
They called you Dice but I called you cousin
We was buggin cause I figured that we both had something in common
You loved to chat reggae music and I loved rhymin
But still they ain't call you Dice for nothin
I seen you shoot with the williest cats and leave them with nothing
Somethin must have pleased that bluffer in you
To make you wanna take dough from those tougher than you
Threw out school we made money together
When you was on the floor shootin, I was the side better
And yo we cleaned out them cats and took the scraps
But you wasn't a ruff cat and cats knew that
I knew eventually them thugs would try to hurt you
If I was there, I'd never let nobody hurt you, its hurtful
I knew they wouldn't let you take the money and run
That's why I shoulda came when you told me to come

I wonder how certain people come in my life
I wonder why'd I get in so many fights
I wonder...Why I gotta live this life hey hey
I wonder how certain things don't go right
I wonder why'd I get in so many fights
I wonder...why I gotta live this life hey hey

Yo it was June sixth 96 Graduation night
Made it through the school shish shootin dice gettin in fights
I even sparked a riot, til the school got quiet
And dismiss just got tired of usin my fists
We had some shit like knife pipes bottles and sticks
Can't forget them 380's, Nine's and 22's
Best believe, many dudes was paid in my crew
We made a name for ourselves boy I've seen some drama
Seems my momma never dreamed she'd go threw so much trauma comma, pause you
Ask about cops and laws
Well that shit don't exist when you black and poor
So we broke em, but at that night my heart got broken
Choken on the weed smoke drinkin rum and gettin open
Not to mention, never a big drinker I'm a thinker
But I'm thinkin hey this my night, pass me more liquor
Fight breaks out, I'm just too nice to get in it
But my brother got stabbed and I missed it
Word up, its crazy
Why I gotta live this life (wonder) hey hey

I wonder why sometimes things just don't go right
I wonder why certain people come in my life
I wonder.. yeah.. why I gotta live this life hey hey
I wonder why sometimes things just don't go right
I wonder why'd I get in so many fights
I wonder...hey why I gotta live this life hey hey
I wonder why sometimes things just don't go right
I wonder why I gotta live this life
I wonder...why I gotta live this life ay ay uh ay
That's right...your life..

 

[fox69]

"Impostas"
(feat. MF Grimm)

"Impostas"
(feat. MF Grimm)



The supervillain versus the golddigger
Doom mild mannered old nigga
Supporter for the daily blues
Reporter for the jewel drop news pop israeli tools
The world renowned master of word game
Who lay low sometime behind iceberg nerd frames
Yo M.F., they heard the name
But just couldn't quite place the rep if they retrace they step
Next EP., who to give thanks ta
Here lies the pranksta, tried to test a gangsta
The last thing he saw was a potato
From the lone nato who host his own late show
Keep a low lab on monsta island like seinfeld
White wine clientele connected like mindmeld
I can tell they see they styles as too tricky
And too thicky on this microphone doohickey
MF Monday through Friday get money
Saturday through Sunday, brown Al Bunday
Waitin for this shit to kick in as the plot thicken
He wrote these rhymes in 3-D with red and blue BIC pen
And to the chickens only hoes who say “let me hold em"
Take him in they mouth while he semi swollen, semicolon
I told him birds would do a nigga brutal for not using his noodle
F up and get bamboozled
He was the one to open to her up, blow her brains back
Dope her up or rope her to the train tracks
Or he would choke her til she collapse
Still he’ll poke her with the wood and tell her be good
He could take a phrase like Peter Piper picked a pepper
And put it where he couldn't peep the sniper, sicker repper
Nigga popper, stick a chick proper
Double platinum Oprah soap opera watchers gossipers on top of her
I keep forgettin can’t go raw anymore
I keep forgettin rappers is impostas
Been a show stopper since a ho hoppa
Never came second place in a neck and neck race
To the naked face who wanna battle bring the neck brace
We supply the insult to injury
Whoever in the industry getting money is too stingy
Violate, you might as well smoke me loc
Relocate Migrate or get caught with the okey doke
It's guaranteed ya last step
Step to me with the uzi
Watch that first step it's a doozy
Time flies as the hour glass trickles sand
One last thing before I blao this popsicle stand
A rolling stone and that's that at home
On the microphone like that's where he laid his hat at
I keep forgettin (keep makin dough)
I keep forgettin (mad flow MF metalface ho's)
I keep forgettin (actual stacks of shows)
I keep forgettin (worldwide 'cross the globe let the beat ride)