MF DOOM - REIGN.. IN THE SUBWAY lyrics
Daniel Thompson Dumile, a.k.a. Zev Love X, a.k.a. Doom, a.k.a.Supervillain
[MF DOOM - REIGN.. IN THE SUBWAY lyrics]
No friendly warfare, this ain't wrestlin'
There's nothin' staged over here
You're trippin' Mescaline
Drinkin', coulda got smacked for
What he thinkin'
Coulda said the word, then whack! Abe Lincoln
And still spend stacks off crack
Stay crinklin'
This game's built to get got while blinkin'
Rappers do big up jail like a recruiter
Let 'em tend ta hit a boy
Said he was a shooter told him "Man up
Or keep it pushin' like a scooter"
Then said nuttin' and didn't pass the Buddha
Lo and behold, police shows up
Spit his shitty sixteen and got
His self froze up, up his story had a moral
It's buried in the soil
Vil put it in her back like the epidural
Kids: eat, sleep, stay away from creeps
Spit it from the heart, this game's for keeps
So peep yeah, saga of a true B-Boy
Beware any likenesses or imagery is a decoy
Sho nuff, yo fluff, force like Bruce Leroy
Bring trouble up and get double cut keloid
Bubble up, run 'em up, destroy
And anything else you see void
Rightful ownership got a bone to pick
With the phoniest colonialist who own a ship
The loneliest known to rip
Known to sip pine and ripple
Find yourself in a bind and pickle
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
Bite the nipple
In this land of black and brown
Ain't no backin' down as foul as that sound
It's hard to find a cap and gown
But it's always like a MAC around
B-r-r-r-r-at! Man down
Metal is empowered, devil is a coward
It all smells of high hell
Like no one ever showered
Scrub behind ya ears, shed the final tears
Remember what the world was like
In the final years
Just a speck of dirt in the universe
Snap fingers just like that assume the worst
Back in business, guzzle beers
Track and fitness
Laps get faster, could've missed Christmas
What is this?
Reign reign reign reign
There's nothin' staged over here
You're trippin' Mescaline
Drinkin', coulda got smacked for
What he thinkin'
Coulda said the word, then whack! Abe Lincoln
And still spend stacks off crack
Stay crinklin'
This game's built to get got while blinkin'
Rappers do big up jail like a recruiter
Let 'em tend ta hit a boy
Said he was a shooter told him "Man up
Or keep it pushin' like a scooter"
Then said nuttin' and didn't pass the Buddha
Lo and behold, police shows up
Spit his shitty sixteen and got
His self froze up, up his story had a moral
It's buried in the soil
Vil put it in her back like the epidural
Kids: eat, sleep, stay away from creeps
Spit it from the heart, this game's for keeps
So peep yeah, saga of a true B-Boy
Beware any likenesses or imagery is a decoy
Sho nuff, yo fluff, force like Bruce Leroy
Bring trouble up and get double cut keloid
Bubble up, run 'em up, destroy
And anything else you see void
Rightful ownership got a bone to pick
With the phoniest colonialist who own a ship
The loneliest known to rip
Known to sip pine and ripple
Find yourself in a bind and pickle
Don't bite the hand that feeds you
Bite the nipple
In this land of black and brown
Ain't no backin' down as foul as that sound
It's hard to find a cap and gown
But it's always like a MAC around
B-r-r-r-r-at! Man down
Metal is empowered, devil is a coward
It all smells of high hell
Like no one ever showered
Scrub behind ya ears, shed the final tears
Remember what the world was like
In the final years
Just a speck of dirt in the universe
Snap fingers just like that assume the worst
Back in business, guzzle beers
Track and fitness
Laps get faster, could've missed Christmas
What is this?
Reign reign reign reign