Madvillain, M.E.D., MF DOOM - FYI lyrics
Daniel Thompson Dumile, a.k.a. Zev Love X, a.k.a. Doom, a.k.a.Supervillain
[Madvillain, M.E.D., MF DOOM - FYI lyrics]
Yeah yeah, cheers
Chug a few of these hot beers
Mostly rep for my true
Thuggers who's not here
Physically, spiritually or mentally
Even heathens and right there was all
Still breathin' and eatin'
Manna brownies, hold the walnuts, extra ganja
All one or all none
To quote professor Bronner
Doctor of hot mamas
Johnny on the spot, on dot, got honors
Partner
Spit it on a CD like he did it on graffiti
Writ it like a Dear Jane letter gone Tahiti
Make it seem easy
It ain't, but sho fun though
With more sponsorship to rumble in the jumble
With tongue-fulls of lung flow
Every breath count
Foe like toes feeling very left out
Boy, imagine how the heel feel seal a deal
Santorini Black metallic with the alloy wheel
Supercharged by the time he
Get the rhyme wrote
Seen the future retired on an old time boat
With some rice
Curry and a bowl of prime goat
Word, heard they stole a vote, hold up
Hold my coat soldiers for hire, fire
They're full of more ear than you
Spare a good year tire the hood is where
Ah, he, he gets his inspiration
Like nobody’s business for your information
Okay, k, chill
Pop a few of these chill will yah
'till I feel smeared like the
Rope on the wind shield
MED drill, spill another beer
Still on them heels like mom's
Had a free meal
More will and pill and dollar bills near
Still come in like the way
The after bill feel
Male straighter than thin nail stainless
Can't blame a mom pregnant
Drinking Old English
Famous from out speakers
Leave beavers stuck to the
Box like cheese pizza
Leave her, she ain't got a job neither
No-visa mom raised to Leave it to Beaver
The game need change like parking meter
Like fat man scoop above is the Sci-Fi
Fly guy more dips than a side fry
Live wire watch RA 455
Cook ramens like cold pie fYI
Chug a few of these hot beers
Mostly rep for my true
Thuggers who's not here
Physically, spiritually or mentally
Even heathens and right there was all
Still breathin' and eatin'
Manna brownies, hold the walnuts, extra ganja
All one or all none
To quote professor Bronner
Doctor of hot mamas
Johnny on the spot, on dot, got honors
Partner
Spit it on a CD like he did it on graffiti
Writ it like a Dear Jane letter gone Tahiti
Make it seem easy
It ain't, but sho fun though
With more sponsorship to rumble in the jumble
With tongue-fulls of lung flow
Every breath count
Foe like toes feeling very left out
Boy, imagine how the heel feel seal a deal
Santorini Black metallic with the alloy wheel
Supercharged by the time he
Get the rhyme wrote
Seen the future retired on an old time boat
With some rice
Curry and a bowl of prime goat
Word, heard they stole a vote, hold up
Hold my coat soldiers for hire, fire
They're full of more ear than you
Spare a good year tire the hood is where
Ah, he, he gets his inspiration
Like nobody’s business for your information
Okay, k, chill
Pop a few of these chill will yah
'till I feel smeared like the
Rope on the wind shield
MED drill, spill another beer
Still on them heels like mom's
Had a free meal
More will and pill and dollar bills near
Still come in like the way
The after bill feel
Male straighter than thin nail stainless
Can't blame a mom pregnant
Drinking Old English
Famous from out speakers
Leave beavers stuck to the
Box like cheese pizza
Leave her, she ain't got a job neither
No-visa mom raised to Leave it to Beaver
The game need change like parking meter
Like fat man scoop above is the Sci-Fi
Fly guy more dips than a side fry
Live wire watch RA 455
Cook ramens like cold pie fYI