[00:00.00] 作曲 : Dumile, Jackson ...
[00:02.00][Produced by Madlib]
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[00:03.28][Intro: MF DOOM]
[00:05.48]It never really mattered too much to me
[00:10.66]'Cause I was just too damn old to emcee
[00:16.40]All that really matters is if your rhymes was ill
[00:21.90]Girl, that's all that really mattered to me, oh baby
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[00:26.19][Verse: MF DOOM]
[00:27.29]Looks like it's gonna be a great day today
[00:29.89]To get some fresh air like a stray on a straightaway
[00:32.85]Hey you, got a light? Nah, a Bud Light
[00:35.34]Early in the morning, face crud from like a mud fight
[00:38.21]Looky here, it's just the way the cookie tear
[00:41.30]Prepare to get hurt and mangled like Kurt Angle rookie year
[00:43.75]The rocket scientist, with the pocket wine list
[00:46.61]Some even say he might need some pus-sychiatrist
[00:49.44]DOOM, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
[00:51.84]Yes, but why would the darn thing be wandering?
[00:54.86]She's like a foundling, barely worth fondling
[00:57.19]My posse's on Broadway like Mama, I Want to Sing!
[00:59.99]Mad plays the bass like the race card
[01:02.50]Villain on the case to break shards and leave her face scarred
[01:05.58]Groovy, dude! Not to prove to be rude
[01:08.22]But this stuff is like what you might put on movie food
[01:11.46]Uh, what is jalape?os?
[01:13.65]Get it like a whoopin' when you holla at your seniors
[01:16.47]Dolla he can overhear the hashish vena
[01:19.18]He just came from over there, the grass is greener
[01:21.86]Last wish: I wish I had two more wishes
[01:24.32]And I wish they fixed the door to the matrix, there's mad glitches
[01:27.60]Spit so many verses sometimes my jaw twitches
[01:30.25]One thing this party could use is more... *ahem*
[01:33.20]Booze,put yourself in your own shoes
[01:35.49]And stay away from all those pairs of busted Timbs you don't use
[01:38.56]He only keep 'em to decorate, if you wanna
[01:41.70]Peep him, select a date and bring a deep check, like "Check, mate"
[01:44.12]I kid you not, on the dotted line signed
[01:46.31]Ever since a minor, kids considered him some kind of Einstein
[01:49.26]On a diamond mine grind, she was dumb fine
[01:52.20]But not quite the type that you might want to wine and dine
[01:55.25]Couldn't find a pen, had to think of a new trick
[01:57.67]This one he wrote in cold blood with a toothpick
[02:00.66]On second thought it's too thick,his assistant said: "DOOM, you sick," he said "True" through acoustics
[02:06.31]Psycho, his flow is drowned in Lawry's seasoning
[02:08.72]With micro power he's sound and right reasoning
[02:11.83]It's easy as pi, three-point-one-four
[02:14.37]One more one false move and they're done for—