[Verse: MF DOOM] Scared of a bunch of water? Then get out the rain Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the chain Then kick a lungie off the tip of his Timbo And trick a honey dip into a game of strip limbo Odd, he couldn't find no remorse A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse Of course his technique was from a divine source Never knew the price of ice or what swine cost One guy tried to bite the heat That's when he discovered the other other white meat Ohh! The one they hate so well He sure keeps it psycho like the old Bates Motel They came to ask him for at least some new tracks But only got confronted by the beast with two backs Knock. Mouse is a made man Villain laid it down like the best laid plan Bell the cat, who the hell is that near the middle? Got y'all but it's not all beer and Skittles Prepare the vittles, got riddles and spittles Crystal clear to the jot, or the tittle Sssst! It's hot off the griddle Came to take the cake whether it's a lot, or a little Kaboom; DOOM is nervous large You could tell by his blooming room service charge Dark and tall to boot The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a coot Used to rent a van from Peter Pan, the red and tan And keep the human foot for his dead man's hand This was when the mask was brand spanking new Before it got rusted, from dranking all the brew Stanking too, pew Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe Spat what he knew, energy for true To all fake rappers, twenty-three skidoo Excuse you, any room in the class front? For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last month DOOM a human in the Mask, born to stunt Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt Keep your streets, we got the city neatly conquered Discretely with the CD till they be completely bonkered The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it His own brand of shit, if only he could bottle it Hmm, nah, shit could get messy The feds tried to torture him for the secret recipe He said it's no use, I only know half No speaka de english, I only do the math BZZT! Felt no pain His brain was saturated with cocaine and Rogaine He said, "Try scam, no-thing, three-card, dead Fly man go for bling, he got bled I jam over sting, see spots red I am 'Sofa King, We Todd Ed'"
instead of gatekeeping an instrumental, be grateful that MF DOOM has introduced so many people to the producers he'd collab with as well as iconic samples like this one. his influence was incredibly unique, but that doesn't mean many won't be inspired by said influence.
I wrote over this beat, my masterpiece from quarantine, my Rona Lisa Head in the clouds Said the headings the bow Left the ground, steppin into heaven never or now Spent life better than pounds No sense to the sound, my wealth has a stench get more cents than a hound Ran up and jumped too damn high, fluke too my pride let me touch the damn sky, flew bumped the moons righthand side, this the pilot of my show but the flightman died, what's taking so long, well i'm writing a song and lighting a bong but it's quiet so I'm fighting the wrong with the right i belong, beat hittin feat written steep slippin but keep rhythm The only thing i fear is the scythe of the reaper, keepin near for life, strife if you a deep sleeper Theres no more meaning, only we men dreaming and seeing what we believing, scheming for the dollar, gleaming collar meaning to holla and cop the product, Not materialistic, hes nearly ballistic, ethereal mystic, clearly autistic, why I feel alone coz at home upon a throne, yo rack those lines but know that crack don't grow on vines Talk to myself to hear the funniest humor and keep the fucken crowd jumping like a bunny with tumor, me to you is night and day like it's sunny to lunar, keep your head over water or be a motherfucker suckin on tuna, just like yo hoe of a daughter, whatd you order this whore fo, four divorced broads that do torture porn bored indoors with a corder What the fuck, you car aford this coz you drop your clutch, chump this is just the genesis, whoever try to bust us get jumped by seven menaces, the nemesis venomous leave your ethos in deficit peasant definite benefit getting pleasant in Venice with Pussy dank my d owed her rent, stank though so bring deodorant, now she know that owe her less, miss odorless. I miss her show she a hoe so she throws it best The time is now more than ever, my life is a comedy and i fucked the director Damn girl are you are chocolate paste, coz I nut hella on your pasty face tasty place. Beat smooth like gravel, heat burning my feet i need the soothing from a shadow, It's called cause and effect, you hear the scores you get taught to reflect, theres no order without law, but I'm with outlaws right now and we just ordered some draw Do what i love and fucken love what I do Yeah true I may be full of shit but you're just covered in poo, your business is smoke mirrors like this plug that I knew, guess who remind me of a hoover damn it sucks to be you
Here’s some free bars for anyone who wants em. Like a fusion o’ doom n’ snoop, I enter this Room with your tomb at the ready, when I begin to zoom I break the sonic boom, people just assume this place be like a playroom, with this guy that looks like he in a costume with perfume.
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This beat is so incredibly dope.
Dangermouse is such an underrated producer
Violins in anything is always beast
One of the few instrumentals you can just listen to
So glad I found this, I'll strive to be worthy of this. R.I.P DOOM
[Verse: MF DOOM]
Scared of a bunch of water? Then get out the rain
Order a rapper for lunch and spit out the chain
Then kick a lungie off the tip of his Timbo
And trick a honey dip into a game of strip limbo
Odd, he couldn't find no remorse
A wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse
Of course his technique was from a divine source
Never knew the price of ice or what swine cost
One guy tried to bite the heat
That's when he discovered the other other white meat
Ohh! The one they hate so well
He sure keeps it psycho like the old Bates Motel
They came to ask him for at least some new tracks
But only got confronted by the beast with two backs
Knock. Mouse is a made man
Villain laid it down like the best laid plan
Bell the cat, who the hell is that near the middle?
Got y'all but it's not all beer and Skittles
Prepare the vittles, got riddles and spittles
Crystal clear to the jot, or the tittle
Sssst! It's hot off the griddle
Came to take the cake whether it's a lot, or a little
Kaboom; DOOM is nervous large
You could tell by his blooming room service charge
Dark and tall to boot
The only thing was wrong was he was bald as a coot
Used to rent a van from Peter Pan, the red and tan
And keep the human foot for his dead man's hand
This was when the mask was brand spanking new
Before it got rusted, from dranking all the brew
Stanking too, pew
Kept all his earnings in the bank and his shoe
Spat what he knew, energy for true
To all fake rappers, twenty-three skidoo
Excuse you, any room in the class front?
For a blast of the blunt, shrooming since last month
DOOM a human in the Mask, born to stunt
Danger zooming past mad fast on the hunt
Keep your streets, we got the city neatly conquered
Discretely with the CD till they be completely bonkered
The fans demanded it, handled it, swallow it
His own brand of shit, if only he could bottle it
Hmm, nah, shit could get messy
The feds tried to torture him for the secret recipe
He said it's no use, I only know half
No speaka de english, I only do the math
BZZT! Felt no pain
His brain was saturated with cocaine and Rogaine
He said, "Try scam, no-thing, three-card, dead
Fly man go for bling, he got bled
I jam over sting, see spots red
I am 'Sofa King, We Todd Ed'"
If you ever feel like your good at rapping, try reading this out loud in time with the song.
@@the_numb_skull lol
Nobody should ever spit over this beat again RIP MF DOOM
Capital Steez did while time ago and he bodied it
instead of gatekeeping an instrumental, be grateful that MF DOOM has introduced so many people to the producers he'd collab with as well as iconic samples like this one. his influence was incredibly unique, but that doesn't mean many won't be inspired by said influence.
Rest in Peace MF Doom
Rip, but remember all caps when you spell the mans name
I wrote over this beat, my masterpiece from quarantine, my Rona Lisa
Head in the clouds
Said the headings the bow
Left the ground,
steppin into heaven never or now
Spent life better than pounds
No sense to the sound, my wealth has a stench get more cents than a hound
Ran up and jumped too damn high, fluke too my pride let me touch the damn sky, flew bumped the moons righthand side, this the pilot of my show but the flightman died,
what's taking so long, well i'm writing a song and lighting a bong but it's quiet so I'm fighting the wrong with the right i belong, beat hittin feat written steep slippin but keep rhythm
The only thing i fear is the scythe of the reaper, keepin near for life, strife if you a deep sleeper
Theres no more meaning, only we men dreaming and seeing what we believing, scheming for the dollar, gleaming collar meaning to holla and cop the product,
Not materialistic, hes nearly ballistic, ethereal mystic, clearly autistic, why I feel alone coz at home upon a throne, yo rack those lines but know that crack don't grow on vines
Talk to myself to hear the funniest humor and keep the fucken crowd jumping like a bunny with tumor, me to you is night and day like it's sunny to lunar, keep your head over water or be a motherfucker suckin on tuna, just like yo hoe of a daughter, whatd you order this whore fo, four divorced broads that do torture porn bored indoors with a corder
What the fuck, you car aford this coz you drop your clutch, chump this is just the genesis, whoever try to bust us get jumped by seven menaces, the nemesis venomous leave your ethos in deficit peasant definite benefit getting pleasant in Venice with
Pussy dank my d owed her rent, stank though so bring deodorant, now she know that owe her less, miss odorless. I miss her show she a hoe so she throws it best
The time is now more than ever, my life is a comedy and i fucked the director
Damn girl are you are chocolate paste, coz I nut hella on your pasty face tasty place. Beat smooth like gravel, heat burning my feet i need the soothing from a shadow,
It's called cause and effect, you hear the scores you get taught to reflect, theres no order without law, but I'm with outlaws right now and we just ordered some draw
Do what i love and fucken love what I do
Yeah true I may be full of shit but you're just covered in poo, your business is smoke mirrors like this plug that I knew, guess who remind me of a hoover damn it sucks to be you
Nice man.
@@jazzygryphon ty my g
Yo this pretty fire homie
Yo if you rap this and record it u better drop a link here
@@maxwelllion3304 I appreciate that, I'm working on it ay
BROOOOOO POR FIN ENCUENTRO ESTA MIERDA
RIP DOOM ;(
Here’s some free bars for anyone who wants em.
Like a fusion o’ doom n’ snoop, I enter this Room with your tomb at the ready, when I begin to zoom I break the sonic boom, people just assume this place be like a playroom, with this guy that looks like he in a costume with perfume.
Steez anyone?
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Oh this is what i call, and i hate saying this but... Hot Faya🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Am gonna write a freestyle to this shit freal!!!!!!!!
Reminds me of off
Mortis Ghost game?
you got space hos instrumental?