[Verse]

MF DOOM revived in me

Ride and ski as slide in street

Fur the heat transfer to me

Ghosts that write with pen and ink

Pencil pen pad penpal

Penicillin villain still in and risen than

Jesus Christ can cut the fee

Cut the feet to bleed the weak sheep

Sheesh she's a 3 I'm a 10 when drunk at meet and greets

Send the DOOM Bots in place of me

No true identity

Burned the prints to flee that week

Broken jail and back to wreak

Havoc on the masses glasses passes

Ass fat but slow as molasses basses

Still send the passes ball in to court

Fall call the poor sport Horten hears danger

WIZARD's back stranger changer

In range but what's the remainder ranger

Don't need to know

The WIZARD's back to destroy once more hoe

[Skit: Robber 1 & Robber 2]

Now I know this plan is foolproof

Check this out

First of all

You and me start working at the bank

Doesn't matter the position, okay

Just so long as we get in there, all right?

Then we just go there every day

Do the work, gain their trust

Until we get them in the palm of our hand

All right

So how we get the money?

That's the beauty of it, brother

They deposit the money into our bank accounts

Week after week

Month after month

They're not even gonna know they're being robbed

And then 20 or 30 years later

We walk out the front door

Like nothing even happened

...Motherfucker, that's called a job!