MF DOOM

MF DOOM (born 9 January 1971) is a British-born American underground hip hop artist best known for his "super villain" stage persona and unique lyrics.

Operation Doomsday (1999)

• Only in America could you find a way to make a healthy buck
  And still keep your attitude on self-destruct.
  • Rhymes Like Dimes

Take Me To Your Leader (2003)

• This just in: they ain't even worth the worry
  Lying on their first birth and couldn't even hurt a Smurfberry
  Hear ye, hear ye! How dare ye
  Go up against the king who do his thing tri-yearly?
  They're too carefree with their mouths around here
  Off with his head, and display it at Town Square
  • The Fine Print

• Type to just blank and don't show much pitty
  When I'm in the city I always keep a dutch with me
  Touch her titty till she ask me where the trees is at
  Or tell me don't squeeze that rats wanna tease a cat
  • Anti-Matter

Vaudeville Villain (2003)

• Viktor the director flip a script like Rob Reiner
  The way a lotta dudes rhyme their name should be 'knob shiner'
  For a buck, they'd likely dance the Jig or do the Hucklebuck
  To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knuckle-fucks.
  • Vaudeville Villain

• Confirmation of your worse fears
  Ever since his first years had a thirst for beers.
  • Lickupon

• Remember me God? clean Timbs with emery board'
  he only came to save the game like a memory card
  ooh shrewd, alot of crews is too rude
  and it's way too many 'let's not and say we do'-dudeshe said 24-7 I be on call
  he use his vacation days to watch Babylon fall
  • The Drop

• But back at the lab he found the sleestack was right
  Not only was it three cracks of light between white
  The test show lactose, ambisol, lecithin
  Five types of aspirin and other kinds of medicines.
  • Lactose and Lecithin

• That's for him to know, for they to never find out
  About the kidnap, blind fold, and the blind mouse
  The coroner report say he simply signed out, oh and I know
  Y'all wanna see a wine-o? bring the wine out
  Cat wit a dead mouse is how he catch the phrase and, pause, plays wit it
  Kill it, and eat off it for days, kid it
  • A Dead Mouse

• Listen up, new drink, named it after Chong's daughter
  triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water
  V a strong supporter
  come on, bring the slaughter.
  • ĈRaedawn

• Great balls of fire, guess who just crawled out the mud the mire
  That could make you trust a motherfuckin' liar
  A real shuck n' jiver, Vaughn never been a duck n diver
  He spit on the mic, yuck, saliva
  Hold it like a drunk driver hold a CB on a sharp turn
  Still clutchin' his chest from the heartburn
  What's your handle? I need a Zantac, ock
  and thanks before I blank into anyphylactic shock"
  
  • Saliva

• Stick 'em up chump, you know what this is
  do the right thing you might live to see your kids
  all he said was 'c'mon don't shoot!'
  so shook I think he shit his sean jean suit
  'why you starin?' run your chain like an errand
  and your girls earrings, and what you wearin'
  survival tactics for when things get too gritty
  he feels it's his duty to the people of the city
  just so long as nobody get hurt
  it keep your average citizen on point and alert"
  'ok miss, come up off that bracelet
  just got your hair did don't make me waste it'
  so, go to hades get the devil for his stash
  but no old ladies unless you're sure they carry mad cash
  like the one from the liquor store
  he watched her for weeks now, ready for the quick score
  before he told her whore get on the floor
  she pulled out and let off like quick draw mcgraw
  damn yo, he lucky, she barely nicked the camo
  he would've let her have it, if he had the ammo
  it's all in good fun, true, moral of the story, son duke:
  senior citizens'll bust their guns too
  • Modern Day Mugging

• (How far?) The distance was light-speed
  He went to see a buddy who said he had some white weed
  In case it might need, it didn't mean much
  For in his lean clutch was the elusive green Dutch
  • Mr. Clean

• One day, he plan to put in a runway
  With enough land for his own projects and gun play
  Section 8 penthouse, maid look like Faye Dunaway
  Alotta y'all assed out like gay runaways"
  ...Gooey gum drops, who he got his style from, his pops?
  you gotta give the bum some props
  ask ya sister, her beat box is more thicker
  Doom, that nigga detox with malt liquor
  Villain for hire, admire the sound
  Make sure The Price Is Right before he come on down!"
  ...The way alotta clowns get down is unnatural
  This flows flipped like 'oranges, apples'
  Rhymes like limes to a Lemonade Snapple
  Leave her at the chapel, don't eat Scrapple
  • Change The Beat

Madvillainy (2004)

• Tripping off the beat kinda, dripping off the meat grinder
  Heat niner, pimping, stripping, soft street minor
  China was a neat sign of trouble with a script, digits
  Double dip/bubble lips, subtle lisp midget
  Borderline schizo, sort of fine tits though
  Pour the wine, hold the grind, quarter to nine, let's go
  • Meat Grinder

• Do not stand still, both show skills
  Close but no crills, toast for po' ills, post no bills
  Coast to coast Joe Shmoes flows ill, go chill
  Not supposed to overdose, no 'doz pills
  • Figaro

Mm.. Food (2004)

• The mask is like Jason
  They told the place not to let the basket type case in
  He could be some kind of wacko
  Waiting for the chance to heat the pipes like a crack hoe
  • Vomitspit

• If I had a dime for every rhymer that bust guns
  I'll have a cool mil' for my sons in trust funds
  • Kon Queso

• What up? To all rappers, shut up
  with your shutting-up and keep a shirt on, at least a button up.
  Yuck. Is they rhymers or stripping males?
  Out of work jerks since they shut down Chippendale's.
  • Beef Rap

The Mouse and the Mask (2005)

• What we have here is a failure to communicate
  If you gonna hate, might at least get your rumors straight
  about Doom the Great, a lot more confident
  Came a long way since the days we had to rhyme for rent
  It was time well spent, vented
  Spelt and dented, hell-bented and heaven-scented
  
  • El Chupa Nibre

• Looked like Apollo Creed after he fought with Rocky
  Rhymed in a broken english slang, not cockney
  Thirteen, his first queen wore hot knock knees
  Had to tell her pops, yo stop cockblockin B
  • Bada Bing