MF DOOM, MF Grimm - Impostas lyrics

MF DOOM - "Impostas"

The Supervillian versus the gold-digger
DOOM mild mannered old nigga
Supporter for the daily blues
Reporter for the jewel, drop news
Pop Israeli tools

The world-renowned master of word game
Who lay low sometime behind
Iceberg nerd frames
(Ayyo, MF) They heard the name
But just couldn’t quite place the rep if
They retraced they steps
Next EP, who to give thanks ta?
Here lies the pranksta who tried
To test a gangsta
The last thing he saw was a potato
From the lone NATO who hosts
His own late show
Keep a low lab on Monsta Island like Seinfeld
White-wine clientele connected like Mind Meld
I can tell they sees these
Styles as too tricky they’re too picky on
This microphone doohickey
MF, Monday through Friday, get money
Saturday through Sunday, the brown Al Bundy
Waiting for the shit you’re kicking
As the plot thickens
He wrote these rhymes in 3-D with
Red and blue BIC pen
And to the chickens, only hoes who say
"Let me hold ‘em" take him in their mouth
While he’s semi-swollen semicolon
I told him words would do a nigga brutal
For not using his noodle
F up and get bamboozled
He was the one to open to her up
Blow her brains back, dope her up or rope
Her to the train tracks
Or he would choke her ‘til she collapse
Steal steel to poker
Poke her with the wood, and tell her
"Be good" he could take a phrase like
"Peter Piper picked a pepper"
And put it where he couldn’t peep a sniper
Sicker repper
Nigga poppa, stick a chick proper
Double-platinum, Oprah, soap-opera watchers
Gossipers on top of her

(I keep forgetting) can’t go raw anymore
(I keep forgetting) rappers is
Impostas been a show-stopper
Since a ho-hopper

Never came second place in
A neck-and-neck race
To the naked face who wanna
Battle: bring a neck brace
We supply the insult to injury
Whoever in the industry getting
Money is too stingy
Violate, you might as well smoke me, loc
Relocate, migrate
Or get caught with the okey doke
It’s guaranteed it’s your last step
So step to me with the Uzi
Watch that first step it’s a doozy
Time flies as the hourglass trickles sand
One last thing before I
Blao this popsicle stand:
A rolling stone, and that’s that at home
On the microphone like
"That’s where he laid his hat at"

(I keep forgetting) keep making dough
(I keep forgetting)
Mad Flow, MF, Metal Face hoes
(I keep forgetting) factual stacks at shows
(I keep forgetting)
Worldwide, ‘cross the globe
Let the beat rock