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)Edit

  • 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)Edit

  • 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)Edit

  • 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)Edit

  • 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)Edit

  • 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

The Mouse and the Mask (2005)Edit

  • 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

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