MF DOOM – DOOMSDAY

Lyrics

[Intro: Sade, MF DOOM]
Mic Check
When I was led to you
I knew you were the one for me
Come through, dig the sound
I swear the whole world could feel you MC
Crowd around
[MF DOOM]
I used to cop a lot, but never copped no drop
Hold mics like pony tails tight and bob a lot
Stop and stick around, come through and dig the sound
Of the fly brown 6-0 sicko psycho who throws his dick around
Bound to go three-plat, came to destroy rap
It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strapped
Femstat cats get kidnapped
Then release a statement to the press, let the rest know who did that
Metal Fist terrorists claim responsibility
Broken household name usually said in hostility
Um... what is MF? You silly
I'd like to take "Means to the End" for two milli'
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!" That's a audio daily double
Rappers need to fall off just to save me the trouble, yo
Watch your own back came in and go out alone, black
Stay in the zone—turn H2O to Cognac
[MF DOOM]
On Doomsday, ever since the womb
‘Til I'm back where my brother went, that's what my tomb will say
Right above my government; Dumile
Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
[MF DOOM]
I wrote this one in B.C. D.C. O-section
If you don't believe me, go get bagged and check then
Cell number seventeen, up under the top bunk
I say this not to be mean, wish bad luck or pop junk
Pop the trunk on Cee Cipher Punk, leave him left scraped
God forbid, if there ain't no escape, blame MF tape
Definition "super-villain": a killer who love children
One who is well-skilled in destruction, as well as building
While Sidney Sheldon teaches the trife to be trifer
I'm trading science fiction with my man the live lifer
A pied piper holler a rhyme, a dollar and a dime
Do his thing, ring around the white collar crime
Get out my face, askin' ‘bout my case, need toothpaste
Fresher mint, monkey-style nigga get dentadent
And dope fiends still in they teens, shook niggas turn witness
Real mens mind their own business
That's the difference between sissy-pissy rappers that's double-dutch
How come I hold the microphone double-clutch
C.O.'s make rounds, never have ‘ox found
On shakedown, lock-down, wet dreams of Fox' Brown
[MF DOOM]
On Doomsday!, ever since the womb
‘Til I'm back where my brother went, that's what my tomb will say
Right above my government; Dumile
Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
[MF DOOM]
Doomsday, ever since the womb
‘Til I'm back to the essence, read it off the tomb
Either engraved or unmarked grave, who's to say?
Pass the mic like "Pass the peas like they used to say"
Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk
I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool how ladies from Cali talk
Never let her interfere with the Yeti ghetto slang
Nicknames off nipplin' tip of nipples metal fang
Known amongst hoes for the bang-bang
Known amongst foes for flow without no talking orangutans
Only gin and Tang
Guzzled out a rusty tin can, me and this mic is like yin and yang
Clang! Crime don't pay, listen, youth
It's like me holding up the line at the kissing booth
I took her back to the truck, she was uncouth
Spittin' all out the sunroof, through her missing tooth
But then she has a sexy voice, sound like Jazzy Joyce
So I turned it up faster than a speeding knife
Strong enough to please a wife
Able to drop today's math in the 48 keys of life
Cut the crap far as rap
Touch the mic, get the same thing a Arab will do to you for stealing
What the Devil? He's on another level
It's a word! No, a name! MF - the Super-Villain!
[Outro: Pebbles the Invisible Girl & MF Doom]
Doomsday
Check the sound
Right around
When I was led to you
I knew you were the one for me
I swear the whole world could feel you MC

Paroles (Traduction)

[Intro: Sade, MF DOOM]
Vérification du micro
Quand j'ai été conduit à toi
Je savais que tu étais celui pour moi
Viens, écoute le son
Je jure que le monde entier pouvait te ressentir, MC
Foule autour
[MF DOOM]
J'avais l'habitude d'acheter beaucoup, mais jamais de laisser tomber
Tiens le micro serré comme une queue de cheval et hoche beaucoup la tête
Arrête et reste, viens et écoute le son
Du marron volant 6-0 malade psychopathe qui balance sa queue
Prêt à aller platine triple, venu pour détruire le rap
C'est un complot complexe d'un b-boy armé
Les chats Femstat se font kidnapper
Puis publient une déclaration à la presse, laissant le reste savoir qui a fait ça
Les terroristes de Metal Fist revendiquent la responsabilité
Nom de famille brisé généralement dit avec hostilité
Euh... qu'est-ce que MF? Tu es ridicule
J'aimerais prendre "Moyens vers la fin" pour deux millions
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!" C'est un double audio quotidien
Les rappeurs doivent tomber juste pour m'éviter des ennuis, yo
Veille sur ton dos, entre et sors seul, noir
Reste dans la zone - transforme l'eau en cognac
[MF DOOM]
Le jour du Jugement dernier, depuis le ventre
Jusqu'à ce que je revienne là où est allé mon frère, c'est ce que dira ma tombe
Juste au-dessus de mon nom de famille ; Dumile
Soit sans marque, soit gravé, hey, qui peut dire?
[MF DOOM]
J'ai écrit celui-ci dans la section BC DC O
Si tu ne me crois pas, va te faire arrêter et vérifie ensuite
Numéro de cellule dix-sept, sous le lit du haut
Je dis ça non pas pour être méchant, souhaiter la malchance ou dire des bêtises
Ouvre le coffre de Cee Cipher Punk, laisse-le égratign

Thématique Deuil

Style Rap

Keywords Apocalypse, Disparition

Entités normées Madlib, MF Doom, Sade