MF DOOM, Pebbles the Invisible Girl - Doomsday lyrics

Mic Check when I was led to you
I knew you were the one for me
Come through, dig the sound
I swear the whole world could feel you MC
Crowd around

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 6-0 sicko psycho
Who throws his dick around
Bound to go three-plat, came to destroy rap
It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strapped
Femstat cats get kidnapped
Then release a statement to the press
Let the rest know who did that
Metal Fist terrorists claim responsibility
Broken household name usually
Said in hostility um what is 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 Dumile
Either unmarked or engraved
Hey who's to say?

I wrote this one in BC dC 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
CO's make rounds, never have ‘ox found
On shakedown, lock down
Wet dreams of Fox' Brown

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?

Doomsday, ever since the womb
‘Til I'm back to the essence
Read it off the tomb
Either engraved or unmarked grave
Who's to say?
Pass the mic like "Pass the peas
Like they used to say"
Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk
I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool
How ladies from Cali talk
Never let her interfere with
The Yeti ghetto slang
Nicknames off nipplin' tip of
Nipples metal fang
Known amongst hoes for the bang bang
Known amongst foes for flow
Without no talking orangutans
Only gin and Tang
Guzzled out a rusty tin can
Me and this mic is like yin and yang
Clang! Crime don't pay, listen, youth
It's like me holding up the
Line at the kissing booth
I took her back to the truck, she was uncouth
Spittin' all out the sunroof
Through her missing tooth
But then she has a sexy voice
Sound like Jazzy Joyce
So I turned it up faster
Than a speeding knife
Strong enough to please a wife
Able to drop today's math in
The 48 keys of life cut the crap far as rap
Touch the mic
Get the same thing a Arab will
Do to you for stealing
What the Devil? He's on another level
It's a word! No
A name! MF - the Super-Villain! Doomsday
To dig the sound crowd around
When I was led to you
I knew you were the one for me
I swear the whole world could feel you MC