MF DOOM, King Geedorah - Red and Gold lyrics
Daniel Thompson Dumile, a.k.a. Zev Love X, a.k.a. Doom, a.k.a.Supervillain
[MF DOOM, King Geedorah - Red and Gold lyrics]
I remember when, last past November when
Clown kid got pounded in with the Timberlands
They left him trembling
He was not remembering:
Never tuck your denim in just
To floss an emblem some would debate, "Wait
The fella ate gelatin
Or he been listening in to what
His weathermens was telling him"
When I could feel it in my melanin
It's compelling
Us to break them off, no reassembling
No science-fiction to no theater near you
Coming soon to
Fuck with you frequently like how phases
Of the moon would do
You could gather 'round like
It was an eclipse
Just don't look directly to the bitch
You may be blinded by the scripts
Pass the L
The last to tussle in them shirttails
All hail, King Geedorah, the third rail
700 volts holds rap to a standstill
Fool ignore the rule
Fuck up and get his man killed
Two bottles of Dom got his hands filled
And so goes the days of our
Lives as the hourglass sand spill
And built with Passion and a glass of the 'Ze
(And the lights went down and hey)
And I knew it was the last
Day - Wig Twisting Season
When some could get their wigs
Twisted back within reason
Mostly with these crimes of treason
And you'll be lucky if there's
No squeezing even this evening
From how he's feeling
Thrilling choice of flow is sick
He's the villain with the
Million dollar voice-throw trick
He's like a ventriloquist
With his fist in the speaker's back
Couldn't think of no uniquer track, nope
Sneak attack
It don't really matter how big them
Is so much as a nipple
Cause you could have a chick with D Triple
'Cept the nipple little
Just hot off the griddle
Like how he do monkey rhymers
Like Monkey-in-the-Middle by his damn self
Ain't no average MC ahead of me
Getting cheddar instead of the
Probably better pedigree
With nicknames, sick games as Rick James
Messy games, SciFly such as Jesse James
Blast, I figure, ass hawking ass titty licker
Last one to walk up in
Fast talking city slicker
Got bagged cause of the
Dirty chick with make-up
Bail out quick for the 7: 30 wake-up
My only backup was an A-cup, as far as May
To when the leaves turn red
And gold to Nimrod earthday
All else? Worthless to say
(And the lights went down and hey)
That's when I knew it was the
First day - Wig Twisting Season
When some could get their wigs
Twisted back within reasoning
Mostly with these crimes of treason men
And y'all be lucky if there's
No squeezing even this evening
It's like a mosquito
The much sweeter resent the act
I been bent back since my Physical went back
Since, Cultured more of my kin
And for them I keep an
L rolled in this hellhole
Hold your head, use your head and hold
Or be dead and cold in the worsest way
Soon as the leaves show red and gold
To 'round Nimrod release day
And all else? Needless to say
Wait a motherfucking minute!
True facts presented
The names was probably changed just to
Protect who ain't in it
The XP was three-quarters tinted, 4
5ths was converted
The way his shit was twisted?
Ask him if it hurted
(And the lights went down and hey)
Wig Twisting Season
When some could get their wigs
Twisted back within reasoning
Mostly with these crimes of
Lying, and fronting, and cheating
All types of different styles of treason
Clown kid got pounded in with the Timberlands
They left him trembling
He was not remembering:
Never tuck your denim in just
To floss an emblem some would debate, "Wait
The fella ate gelatin
Or he been listening in to what
His weathermens was telling him"
When I could feel it in my melanin
It's compelling
Us to break them off, no reassembling
No science-fiction to no theater near you
Coming soon to
Fuck with you frequently like how phases
Of the moon would do
You could gather 'round like
It was an eclipse
Just don't look directly to the bitch
You may be blinded by the scripts
Pass the L
The last to tussle in them shirttails
All hail, King Geedorah, the third rail
700 volts holds rap to a standstill
Fool ignore the rule
Fuck up and get his man killed
Two bottles of Dom got his hands filled
And so goes the days of our
Lives as the hourglass sand spill
And built with Passion and a glass of the 'Ze
(And the lights went down and hey)
And I knew it was the last
Day - Wig Twisting Season
When some could get their wigs
Twisted back within reason
Mostly with these crimes of treason
And you'll be lucky if there's
No squeezing even this evening
From how he's feeling
Thrilling choice of flow is sick
He's the villain with the
Million dollar voice-throw trick
He's like a ventriloquist
With his fist in the speaker's back
Couldn't think of no uniquer track, nope
Sneak attack
It don't really matter how big them
Is so much as a nipple
Cause you could have a chick with D Triple
'Cept the nipple little
Just hot off the griddle
Like how he do monkey rhymers
Like Monkey-in-the-Middle by his damn self
Ain't no average MC ahead of me
Getting cheddar instead of the
Probably better pedigree
With nicknames, sick games as Rick James
Messy games, SciFly such as Jesse James
Blast, I figure, ass hawking ass titty licker
Last one to walk up in
Fast talking city slicker
Got bagged cause of the
Dirty chick with make-up
Bail out quick for the 7: 30 wake-up
My only backup was an A-cup, as far as May
To when the leaves turn red
And gold to Nimrod earthday
All else? Worthless to say
(And the lights went down and hey)
That's when I knew it was the
First day - Wig Twisting Season
When some could get their wigs
Twisted back within reasoning
Mostly with these crimes of treason men
And y'all be lucky if there's
No squeezing even this evening
It's like a mosquito
The much sweeter resent the act
I been bent back since my Physical went back
Since, Cultured more of my kin
And for them I keep an
L rolled in this hellhole
Hold your head, use your head and hold
Or be dead and cold in the worsest way
Soon as the leaves show red and gold
To 'round Nimrod release day
And all else? Needless to say
Wait a motherfucking minute!
True facts presented
The names was probably changed just to
Protect who ain't in it
The XP was three-quarters tinted, 4
5ths was converted
The way his shit was twisted?
Ask him if it hurted
(And the lights went down and hey)
Wig Twisting Season
When some could get their wigs
Twisted back within reasoning
Mostly with these crimes of
Lying, and fronting, and cheating
All types of different styles of treason