Scienz Of Life, MF DOOM - Yikes lyrics

And now the nations of the
Worlds brought to you by

It's way too fly like the
Ecliptic is fun to see remind me of "hey you
Guys" The Electric Company
Big Lil Sci, ID, Willabee
And silly me, Villainy
In this ill built soliloquy
Came through to do the do through the tube
To the groove and confuse your
Crew like Rubik's Cube
The metal mask, face mangled, purple cape
Found a way to smash the
Triangle through the circle shape
Faster than a team of apes microphone bandit
Taller than the solar system
Nine known planet
Enough to leave your mind blown ain't it?
Keep a open mind don't
Take things for granted "DINNINIT!"


MCs seem to be slushed out
They must be still got the wool
Over their eyes like Mushmouth
It's like a goldrush in the
South for the truth
Beyond shadow of a doubt, cut it out

Ay yo who tapped me? About to get real ill
And still kill two birds with one
Subroc when my pen spills
Still coolin', chillin' making papers
Acting stupid running capers
Acting like Biz giving skeezers the vapors
Now can I remember or was I really dead bent
When this chick tried to get me
For all shillings and pence
Oh yeah that makes me think of
Sly when he was alive
The first cat that took me to the
Country and before he moved out Wy
And I was a little guy
Hanging around older cats
With fat dookie ropes and fly Gucci hats
Fucking around with black shoe polish writing
My name on the wall
My theme through like Slick
Rick Lick The Balls
And here I am with Dumile
The city psycho social single no more
No less and less I say
Inspect Willi dash wigs out
And gets jiggy bling platinum and swigged out
On old Grandad, who, me? Oh yeah I'm buggin
Sorta like when my daughter's mother told me
She had a bun in the oven
Ay yo don't even try to mess
With me to the exit
Messin' around on the mic I'll
Leave the rhyme pregnant

YIKES! Whenever we picking up mics it's like
YIKES!
Whenever we blowing up shows it's like
YIKES!
Whenever we taking control of our destiny
Taking hip-hop to next degree yIKES!
Whenever we picking up mics it's like yIKES!
Whenever we blowing up shows it's like
YIKES!
Whenever we taking control of our destiny
Taking hip-hop to next degree (You know who)

Holy smokes
You don't want to mess with these MCs cause
We've been rhymin' ever since
We had 'Peachfuzz'
For each of us it's been a ten year span now
Even back then I knew one day
We'd lay this jam down
Smoother version of Return of the Boom Bap
MF to the Scienz consider
Yourself DOOMED black
Hacking mics like chrome piece
Styles stay fat like obese
Whether written or off the dome piece
Carbon copy MCs getting real sloppy y'all
Won't even waste my time going
Back and forth like volleyball
Riding tracks like trolley cars
The last thing on my mind is selling
My soul becoming a shining star
(Nahh) can't even consider it
A real tight cat I'll let a brother
Know if I ain't feeling it
Not even a little bit
Half these cats trying to
Pass ignorance for heaven-sent
But we give them no pity y'all
Scienz of Life, MF DOOM down to the titty bar
But what you say? I said we
Give them no pity y'all
Scienz to the MF on down to the titty bar

The supersonic ex-villain six million bionic
Twisted Smirnoff Ice sipping the liquid tonic
Pull the bubonic tag, the man hunt
Circle dot now you got it
Review my microphonics
Do the economics 4 Windz and God
For standoff burning tags with camfrost
The man's lost
Without a mic pop-a-stoppa a handoff
We ran raw over tracks
And banned all rappers that's wack
Scoop the Saturn, loop the drum track
Yo we live and direct transmitting
Text yo the pro prospect
VX verb made the first correct
In transmitting threaten your
Sound set system, profound bliss
And like the sun solar
Joints are soft like Mozart
Performing arts director moves like
The martyr connector
Reflection rays like Nine Ether
The bomb piece complete vision
Medicate conniption off the rhythm
My wisdom, permission, admission cop the LP
Listen
4 Windz to all night living a brawl fight
Kicking drum beats, spit's in my lung ribs
Chest expands thunderous
We runnin' red like stop lights all night

Ain't it funny when I get up
In the morning and I
Jump in the shower scrub my body
Then I get out and dry
Throw on some clothes all of my
Oil then I tire my lot
Put on my shoes, put on my cap
And leave my door a lot walk down the block
Go in the store and then I get me a drink
Walk over to the park I sit down
On the bench and I think
How the a sun it shinin' on
Down all up on my face
A nice cool breeze is blowin'
And I'm chillin' in space
I'm blowing through the hazy fog
Like the exhale of smoke inhale then choke
It's just a pretty nice day
And I'm feelin' quite fine
Chillin' in my habitat and I'm
Submerged in in my mind
Then we get up off the streets
And we hit up some stores
And get some incense and dashikis
'cause I'm goin' on tour
Go to All Eyes on Egipt to get me some books
So I could recitate my fans my hook
So maybe the next time, maybe the next rhyme
Maybe the next beat, or maybe the next line