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, Doom will lay Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say? I wrote this one in B.C. 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 six-o sicko psycho who throws his d_ around Bound to go three-plat Came to destroy rap It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strap cats get kidnapped Then release a statement to the press - let the rest know who did that Metal Face terrorists claim responsibility Broken household name usually said in hostility Um.

Come through, dig the sound! Crowd around! 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 nigga get mentadent And dope fiends still in they teens, shook niggas 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.Mic check. 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.

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