Mince Meat – Danger Doom – letras

[MF Doom]The Villain ain’t rhymin off cred aloneLet him get some cognac, a mic and a headphoneSmoke the mirrors, caught her in the mixCouldn’t read the shorthand for mortars and bricksIf any negative thought linger he let it ventWrote this one with his middle finger in wet cement… Did it on the slyBefore he’s gone bye bye spit it on the flyBrush your teeth, rinse and gargleA true nerd who messed with new words since Boggle… And used slang in ScrabbleRhymed with a Northern drawl, twang and babbleFlossy pen jargon to break the world recordDo a Faustian bargain and tape the girl naked… More spots than a leopardThen he had to stop, the block was hot pepperedShepherd, leading the sheeps out to slaughterKept your soul and repped it, everytime he saw yaTryin to douse a pinch of weed in a frat street house[Cartoon] (MF Doom)I’ll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse![MF Doom]Welcome to the showRemember whatever you do, do not boo the flowSchooled the dumb on the number one rule of thumbWhat a fool; still you never met a cooler bumGive the drummer some rum, I’m sure he could use a shotJust to get his cues hot, ensure he don’t lose his spotA stranger who speaks to you vocalDanger made the beat get a freak to do the bogleNo bull, everything he wanted they grabbed and tookWhole lab looked like an ill left jab and hookEven had a secretary to take the callsShake it and make it fall, I told her don’t break my ballsWherever Mouse go, trouble followsThe bounty on this pro was mills and « double dollars »Vil’s spills muddled flows that befuddle scholarsThick Buffalo girl with the bubble hollarsShe rocked leather and gold, a fat blouseAnd need a brother with soul to let her cat outEven if the rat couldn’t compete with Kraus[Cartoon] (MF Doom)I’ll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse![MF Doom]Tap ya toe, grime and strapped for doughRap for show, to let the whippersnappers knowSucks to be them, now pass that lootUp under the tux he wore a hazmat suitSounded like froggy, sip the groggiest of potionsBe up in the party with the foggiest of notionsOn the list of lobbyists who save the oceansGave his donation to the lady with the lotionsSwoll hand itchin, the old man bitchinSwitchin with the fan with the gold band twitchinSpittin like a bionic sneeze that freeze vodkaJust to clear the air like the Ionic Breeze QuadraSleek enough to outsly a foxfor a chicken pot pie, thinkin outside the box… Enough to taste her goodyBut got no time to be wastin chasin puttyOut for Daffy Duck bucks, Porky Pig paperBugs Bunny money or Sylvester Cat caperOffer DAT tape of rap, country or deep houseAnd[Cartoon] (MF Doom)I’ll make mince meat out of that (beat) mouse!