MF DOOM - Hey! lyrics

Daniel Thompson Dumile, a.k.a. Zev Love X, a.k.a. Doom, a.k.a.Supervillain

[MF DOOM - Hey! lyrics]

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen ("Hey!")
I'd like to thank you all
For joining us this evening
Let me know if y'all with me, y'all ("Hey!")
Just a couple of things I wanna say

I only play the games that I win at
And stay the same with more rhymes
Than there's ways to skin cats
As a matter of fact, let me rephrase:
With more rhymes than there's ways
To fillet felines these days
Watch the path of the black one: Supervillian
He wrecks clubs for delf in a drunken stupor
Chillin'
Ready and willin' to inadvertently foil that
Plan of any rhymer, whiner or spoiled brat
Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose?
And holds mics like he
Knows karate body blows?
Nobody knows the trouble I see
From the MPV fly dirty tailin'
The bubble eye thirty
For the record this is some
Shit I just thought of, y'all
Science fiction that's not admissible
("Hey!") in no court of law
I live to rock mics 3-D
The only reason I seek to
Stop to snuff the TV
I heard beats, they sound like karaoke
With monkey rhymers on a leash like
Don't have this fairy choke me
Hit 'em with a penny so
We can get these peanuts
And I thought we was nuts
I used to get free cuts
They locks Lex Luthor up in Green Haven
Since when a nigga never really
Been too clean shaven
Misbehavin' rap stars need Listamint
Call me Mista Bent
I'm at where your sister went
Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke
Now all a nigga wanna do is fight and sell
("Hey!") tell a joke
This could lead to catastrophe
'Bout to stop the violence right
After these last of three
Shots from the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity
By strands of that dreadlock
She told me, "Get off, " I said, "Bitch!
Let me set this shit off so
I can get rich right quick"
Then it hit me like the point of intoxication
Nigga, come out and rock this nation like
("Hey!") ox defacin'
A lot of niggas out is rusty like oxidation
In this world's strangest
Most dangerous occupation
But you could do it
You the Super like in your building
Villian like trife Kinder is
In All My Children
Plottin' and it sure to pay ends
With some real mature womens
And some more of they friends ("Hey!")
And when bad men roll tight, it's actual true
Like a pack of Big Bambú, with natural glue
Who grip necks of Becks to triple X?
He just came in 4-D:
Follow the ripple effects
And it'll lead you right to him oh, snap!
It seems you walked into a trap, through rap
Zoinks!
This place is filled with pretender willies
One false move
And get broke off like end of Phillies
True believers ain't nothin new to a
Crook with special powers like how to
Tell the future uh uh-
Rhyme of the month two page long
Bustin' off two gages with my cape on wrong
Son, it's on
Remind me of a Raekwon tape song
With a fleet of super bad
Status: Rae Dawn Chong
Let me know if y'alls with me, y'all!
("Hey!")
National and geographic down to the titty bar
Rep Monster Island City, y'all!
To all my brothers who
Is doin' unsettlin' bids
You could have got away with it
If it was not for them meddlin' kids!
("Over here!")

"Hey!" "Hey!"

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