the DOOM

Facing facts. Prod by Aviad. @user-785358303

Jeanine (prod. by Aviad)

CALL ME IF YOU GET LOST

SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE (feat. Brent Faiyaz & Fana Hues)

MF DOOM - great day
tyler the creator - hot wind blows

if MF DOOM had a verse on "hot wind blows"

MESSAGE2U 
Vocals/Mix- Zim
Produced by lim0

MESSAGE2U (Prod.lim0)

BLACCMASS If MF DOOM Was On SIR BAUDELAIRE

If MF DOOM Was On SIR BAUDELAIRE by BLACCMASS

Hypnotized

single

where's the confetti?

i took this song from youtube https://youtu.be/6xAu6iF955o

If MF DOOM rapped on Ephedra

DDK - FLY! FT SCUBADIVER, OVERPADE, & SHY HIGH

And now the nation of the worlds brought to you by

(MF DOOM)
It's way too fly like the ecliptic is fun to see
Remind me of hey you guys the energy company
Big Lil Sci, ID, Willabee, and silly me, Villainy, In this ill built soliloquy
Came through to do the do through the tube
To the groove and confuse your crew like rubik's cube
The metal mask, face mangled, purple cape
Found a way to smash the triangle through the circle shape
Faster than a team of apes microphone bandits
Taller than a solar system not known planet
Enough to leave your mind blown ain't it?
Keep an open mind don't take things for granted
"DINNINIT!"
MCs seem to be slushed out
They must be still got the wool over their eyes like mush mouth
It's like a goldrush in the South for the truth
Beyond shadow of a doubt
Cut it out

(ID 4 Windz)
Ay yow who tapped me?
About to get real ill
And still kill two birds with one rock
My bad spill
Still coolin, chilli'n making papers
Acting stupid running capers
Acting like vis giving skeez the vapors
Now can I remember or was I really dead bent
When theis trick tried to get me for all shillings and pence
Oh yeah that makes me think about sly when he was alive
The first cat that took me to the country and before he moved out Wy
And I was a little guy hanging around older cats
With fat dookie ropes and fly Gucci hats
Fucking around with black shoe polish writing my name on the wall
My theme through like Slick Rick lick the balls
And here I am with Dumile
The city sciple social single no more no less and less I say
Inspecta layback wigs out
And gets jiggy bling platinum swigged out
On old Grandad, who me? Oh yeaah I'm buggin
Sorta like when my daughters mother told me she had a bun in the oven
Ay yow don't even try to mess with me to the exit
Messi'n around on the mic I'll leave the rhyme pregnant

(Hook)
(Lil Scienz)
YIKES!
Whenever we picking up mics it's like
YIKES!
Whenever we blowing up shows it's like
YIKES!
Whenever we taking control of our destiny
Taking hip-hop to next degree
X2

(Lil Scienz)
Holy Smokes, you don't want to mess with these MCs cause
We've rhyming ever since we had '(Sample)Peach Fuzz.'

(back to Lil Scienz)
For each of us it's been a ten year span now
Even back then I knew one day we'd lay this jam down
Smoother version of return of the boom bap
MF to the Scienz consider yourself DOOMED black
Acting mics like chrome piece
Styles stay fat like obese
Whether written or off the dome piece
Carbon copy MCs getting real sloppy ya'll
Won't even waste my time going back and forth like volleyball
Riding tracks like trolley cars
The last thing on my mind is selling my soul becoming a shiny star
Aaaaaaaah
Can't even consider it
A real tight cat I'll let a brother know if I ain't feeling it
Not even a little bit
Half these cats trying to pass ignorance for heaven sense
But we give them no pity ya'll
Scienz of Life, MF DOOM down to the titty ballr
I said we give them no pity ya'll
Scienz to the MF going down to the titty bar

(ID 4 Windz)
The supersonic ex-feeling
Six million bionic
Twisted smirnoff ice
Sipping the liquid tonic
Pull the bubonic tag, the man hunt
Circle dot now you got it
Review my microphonics
Do the economics 4 Windz and God
For standoff burning tags with camfrost
The man's lost without a mic
Pop-a-stoppa a handoff
We ran raw
Over tracks
And banned all rappers that's wack
Spook the saturn loop the drum track
Yow we live and direct transmitting text
Yow the pro prospect
VX verb made the first correct
In transmitting threaten your sound set system
Profound bliss
And like the sun solar
Joints are soft like Mozart
Performing arts director
Moves like the martyr connector
Reflection rays like I need the bomb
Depletes complete vision
Medicate conniption off the rhythm
The wisdom, permission, admission cop the lP listen
4 Windz to all night
Living a brawl fight
Kicking drums there's fits in my lung ribs
Chest expands thunderous
We running red light stop lights
All night




Scienz Of Life Feat. MF Doom - Yikes

Remix of Pennyroyal by MF DOOM
I don't own this beat nor did I create it
I only rap
This is a song that can be interpreted in however way you want.. Enjoy
With love,
-Fukkit

Lyrics: 

NIGGA WHATCHU KNOW ABOUT THE STRUGGLE DONT YOU GIVE ME NO REBUTTAL IF ITS SUBTLE/ I FEEL LIKE IM THE ONLY NIGGA BOLD ENOUGH TO SAY HE HATE HIMSELF AND REALLY MEAN IT WITH NO SHOULDER CLUTCH, MOST YOU GOT A SOUL TO LOVE/ YOU DONT LIKE MY TONE THATS CAUSE IM POURING WHAT YOU BORN WITHOUT/ THEY BE TRYNNA TELL ME WHAT AINT TRUE FUCK WHAT THEY TALKIN BOUT/ I BEEN HATIN SHIT SINCE MIDDLE SCHOOL IM TALKIN IN AN OUT, SINCE A SPROUT, I WAS FIRMLY ROOTED IN A FUCKING DROUGHT/ 
LIFE BEHIND THE SCENES AINT WHAT IT SEEMS TO A NIGGA/ I WAS DREAMING BOUT A DREAM I MADE BELIEVE AND I DID IT/ I BEEN SHITTING ON MYSELF CAUSE I CANT SEEM TO ENVISION, LIFE AS APPEALING AS MAKING IT I MADE IT MY MISSION/ NOW IM FADED GETTING PISSED OFF/ TALKING BOUT HOW YOU MIGHT GET YA SHIT TOSSED FOR TALKIN BOUT MY SHIT WRONG/ LATELY IT JUST SEEMS LIKE IM MY GREATEST CRITIC/ I TOOK A LOT I PUT IT ON MYSELF AND HATED BITCHING/ UNTIL I LOST IT/ EVERYTHING I WANTED I AINT GOTTEN AND I GUESS ITS JUST THE KID IN ME WHO REALLY WANTS IT ALL SIT IN MY ROOM LIE IN THE DARKNESS WHILE IT HOLDS ME/ IM JUST TRYNNA LIVE WITHOUT SEAMS THAT SEEM TO CONTROL ME I BEEN CRYIN BY MY LONELY/ 

I GOT LOTS A PROBLEMS BUT I NEVER TALK ABOUT'EM/ WHETHER ITS MY WALLET OR MY MAMA/ I DREAM OF MAKIN MONEY JUST TO FIND A WAY TO LEAVE HER/ ITS FUNNY HOW HER PRODUCT SELL HIMSELF WITHOUT HER DEALIN/ ITS FUNNY HOW A NIGGA FIGHT HIS DEMONS/ UNLOAD ANOTHER DUTCHY BURN THE WEED UNTIL I FEEL IT NOTHING MATTERS/ APPROACH HIM WIT A HAMMER/ BREAK A NIGGA SHIT QUICK/ STAB HIM REARRANGE HIS FACE PLACEMENT LIKE A FACE LIFT MY PATIENCE/ WORN THIN/ SWEATER ON A SUMMER DAY/ SHIT JUST DONT FEEL RIGHT/ PROMISED I WOULD MAKE A CHANGE/ FUKKIT, THERE I GO AGAIN TRYNNA DISCUSS IT/ I FIND IT HARD TO FUNCTION TIL IM MOSHIN AT THE FUNCTION FUCK YOU/ FUCK HER/ FUCK THAT OTHER NIGGA TOO/ I GOT DAMAGES AHEAD OF ME I GOT A LOT TO LOSE/ AFRAID, I DONT THINK SO/ AND THESE DAYS EVERYONE AROUND ME HIDIN RIGHT BEHIND SOME THIN SMOKE/ BRIGHTER THAN A BURNING CITY/ I COULD SEE YOU IN THE DISTANCE/ IF A NIGGA ACTIN SILLY/ HIT HIM TIL HE BLEEDIN SHITTIN I DONT GIVE A FUCK/ I SWEAR IM RUNNIN OUT OF LUCK/ HAD TO WALK A THOUSAND MILES JUST TO SAY IM GIVIN UP/ I COULD NEVER BE WHAT YOU IMAGINED IM A CHALLENGE BUT I MANAGE IM AS SAD AS EVER PASSIN PASS AWAY IM LOOKIN PAST IT/ THE SHIT IM SAYING DRASTIC/ THIS MIGHT GIVE MY LIL NIGGAS GOOSEBUMPS/ TREAT IT LIKE A KIDS BOOK/ JUMPIN FROM THE ROOFTOP/ I JUST WANNA FEEL THE CONCRETE BEFORE THE NOOSE DROP/ IMMA SEE MY NIGGAS WHEN THE TIME COMEZ/ HOPEFULLY AT THAT/ IM EMOTIONAL I KNOW IT/ ITS A TEENY WIT A MAGNUM SPEAKIN VERSES LIKE A POET PO' IT OUT FOR EVERYBODY THIS A SINGY SONG SINGAROO/ BULLET HOLES, PENETRATIN WINDOWS THATS A COUPLE CLUEZ/ DODGING EVERY TOPIC IN A NONCHALANT POSTURE WIT A GODDESS SITTIN ON MY CROUCH BODY COCKBLOCKER BACK IT UP/ TOE DANCING LIKE A MOTHERFUCKIN HEATHEN/ IM LAUGHING WHILE IM HEAVING/ IM FAMISHED BUT IM HEALING/ IM LAVISH WHILE IM SCREAMIN/ IM JABBIN AT THE KNEES TRICK/ SMILE CAUSE HE STEP IN AND HE NOTICED I AINT PLEASED YET/

the DOOM

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