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[Intro]

Metal Face DOOM

Operation Doomsday

You were very high


[Verse 1: MF DOOM]

By the way, I re-up on bad dreams, bag up screams in fiftys (Fifty blocks)

Be up on mad schemes that heat shop like jiffy (Jiffy, pop, pop)

In an instant, get smoked like Winston cigarettes

Hoes get ripped off like Nicorette (Patch)

In real life, the real trife scene

Might snatch your life like assault machine

Rifle, dead-up, setup like bull-fight

Be blunted how we like couldn't white or in full flight

The unemotional, call me anti-social

On the run, off the gun death tally commercial

Death Valley is like rehearsal to the streets

To my peeps, GM, MF on the beat

Rhymes is chosen like the weapons of war

So keep from steppin' on my floor or delivery front-door

I bring it to y'all motherfuckers, master yours

My disaster cause Hell in gas drawls

The supervillain cooler than a million, I be chillin'

Still quick to slice squares like Sicilians

Don't make me have to hurt them feelings

I'll ruin you in the dirt that I be doin' in my dealings

(While I'm) Sendin' spirits through the ceilin', chrome peelin'

Dome blown within the comforts of your own home

Grown big, wheelin' and high rollin'

I hold the lye, it keeps the sty on my eye swollen

(In the corner) Holdin', foldin' the pal

Known as massive versatile (I saw you)

I'd like to big them up, Monsta Isle (You were very high)


[Interlude: MF DOOM]

Um

In the corner of my eye

Yeah

I saw you in Hell with them gas drawls

You were very high

Mhm

You


[Verse 2: MF DOOM]

To my brother Subroc and Black Jewel

I crack brew for two more, three men, two up

I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels

When givin' crews a brush with death like between meals

Two times a day with brothers that's tight like a noose

With more rhymes in use than Dr. Seuss

Or motherfuckin' Mother Goose, X the suspicious flirter

Who every hooker heard of, next to malicious murder

A track type vicious, fulfillin' the pipe wishes

The misses may be legal, minus the baby eagle

Any given summer's eve, don't breathe

Sixteen shots, I do believe, and one up the sleeve (In the corner)

Master of the O who predict your last pause

I told y'all, Hell and gas drawls

Breakin' glass and plastic jaw like federal drastic law

Fed up from fightin' secret war with them Fantastic Four

(Invisible Bitch) versus DOOM with the metal face

Before I go to state, the ho better settle case

The flow is at pedal pace, steady like tricycles

Beware, all suckers is froze like icicles (In the corner)

(Bag 'em up) and baggin' bitches like nickels 'cause I lick 'em where they tickle

Before I hit the clit though, I'ma spit 'til I pronounce

More hits than a ounce, no doubt

About to bounce, X the unannounced, I'm out

[Outro: MF DOOM and samples]

And I like to give a shout out

Of my eye

To the brother Jet Jaguar

I saw you in

Megalon

You were very high

And King Geedorah

In the corner

Of my eye

I call this joint right here

I saw you in

"Gas Drawls"

You were very high

In Hell with yours

You

Of my eye

I saw you in

You were very high

In the corner

Of my eye

I saw you in

You were very high

You

In the corner

You were very high