Freestyle

[Verse 1: Megalon, (MF DOOM), & {Bobbito}] I used to hustle rhymes and do crimes Now I bust through rhymes with new lines Put down the two nines Since I knew I would get mines in due time Paid too many dudes, I feel I paved the way for self Now I make my bands and smoke about an eighth a day for delf Caught ya smokin' hash, now yo ass is in the smash Torture police, harass First I blast, then I dash Born in Brooklyn, raised in Long Beach in Queens for boom bash Long Beach, slingin' things Keep the cash in the stash or get splashed fast Street money, fat stacks, scratch that No hope for last, you get fat stacks off fat tracks About time I made it even though my rhymes arе crime-related (Uh) My rhymеs deflate shit In times are stated, dimes I play with (Yeah) Sellin' the crack, see? Always havin' to pack the gat, see? Backseat of the taxi TECs on the taxi 'til it drags Chillax me The heartbeats that did producin' Got me sippin' at the bar place thinkin' I'd be Scarface if I was Cuban You would not be stickin' and movin' Strictly fuckin' with niggas On some MF DOOM movement {Oooooooh-weeee!} Monsta Island [Verse 2: MF DOOM & {Bobbito}] Uh, yeah 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 nibblin' 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 and 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, where 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 {Ooooh} 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! [Verse 3: Megalon & {Bobbito}] Thou screams from afar Car door slams in the nick of time Straight bullets, Earth, and thunder I saw the lighting I'm proud of Queens I'm from the bar scenes Dreams placed on the car, screams, hoopties Seen the girls who go to [?] and profits with hoochies Mad proper, spent [?] on [?] in the coochie Two Gs, act like you knew me You wonder but never saw the fightin' Loud dreams from a star Bought more jams in a quicker mind state with it [?] hundred [?] bear witness to the triflin' Fair buyer with the neck of a killer Poisonous blood drips on a dark-colored discus Bloody lips rip flesh, get a grip Get dressed with a vest, lick your lips When I'm stressed, I talk to the burning bush with a spliff Can't fire one dollar fam Drive the snake, talk with a lisp I get soft [?] for 64 glitch got me nauseous Rattlesnakes heres But now I'm imaginin' it Fuck, I got 80 Gs and I'm about to cop a key or four bricks A cautionist Me and my man Messiah stand in the fire Get the check for dealin' poisonous Thugs trip when a dark brother [?] chicks that flip quick {Oooooh-weee!} Don't quit 'til it's over with when there's dough to get Most slip [?] substances [?] shit in the clique Never six on the day shift for six days, switch Rappin' on [?] on the day shift, night shift Hide chocolate chips with whips, rollin' over shit when the dip If you a vampires, lick your lips Get some shades at the day shift and don't say shit [Verse 4: Megalon, (MF DOOM), & {Bobbito}] (Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) (Rec off, rec off, rec off, rec off) Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh {Awwwwwwwww shittttt!} Yeah, yeah, yeah, yo {Rec time, rec time} Yo, street lifes with cameras I walk the beat like beats that can't stand us Hand-to-hand gram handlers scan us and scramble us Street-life gamblers, Tommy man sayin' I worked in Anna Banana's, clips gone Bananas in Atlanta Cuts holes, bust holes in bandanas Snuff nose, blood on my clothes, cancer Lap dancers, Black Panthers [?] abandoned us Street fights with hammers Black Hispanics, Latins and blacks with bad manners and banners just dance to this Bust holes in marble cannons [Interlude 1: MF DOOM, (Megalon), & {Bobbito}] Yeah, yeah, that's how we do it (No doubt) (Monsta Island understand this) Scoop slammin' niggas on the microphone I don't know I don't know if [?] ready for it Scoop slammin', Operation— (Megalon, Megalon) {Word} Operation: Doomsday [Verse 5: Megalon] I'm [?] and [?] At 16, put your whole team on Now I scheme on the block, you get cream on Red beam on your infrared suit Suit screenwrite like Celine Dion See me on stage MC'in' Peein' on every lesbian lady named Eon [?] limousine, long dick don't mean no harm [Interlude 2: MF DOOM & {Bobbito}] {Oh my lordddddd!} Exquisite, exquisite I like to send an extra special shoutout to my brother MF Grimm Ya' mean? {Word, word} Kurious {Word!} Kurious, we just left you brother, hope you got home safe You know what I mean? {Yeah, he got saucy?} Oh, oh, we was al— we was alright {Oooooooh!} You know what I mean? We was alright, we stay right But, yeah, we got some joints comin' up from— from that brother, too That brother Kurious {Word} So y'all watch out for that {Word, word, CM thing!} Automatic rec off {CM thing, ya know what I mean?} {It's all good, yeah} That was fire [Verse 6: Megalon & (MF DOOM)] [?] cells [?] Spark a thousand Ls, yup, drugs I used to sell, yup Now I'm on the mic MCs get swelled up I rock the rhythm, it's inside my system Survive in prison Saliva kissin' Gets my nigga [?] for listen Respect the heart Tha Heartz Ov Darkness rippin' necks apart Get your second squad Direct the guards to something Gets the charge I used to sell dimes and do crimes Now I'm wipin' fingerprints off the mic 'Cause I be killin' tracks when I rhyme When it's time, the Tommy Gunn be ready— (Haha! Aight) Lemme stop Lemme stop, lemme stop one time [Interlude 3: MF DOOM, (Megalon), & {Bobbito}] Boom, boom! Two piece the cat Watch out for that That left dangerous, boss ("One In A Million" type flows for y'all) ("One In A Million" type flows for y'all) {Word} I'm starting— Yo, y'all wanna get back your regular curriculum, or? {Nah, nah, we waitin' for your, my man} Nah, nah, I'm good {My man, I don't wanna hear all that, man} [?] let my brother shine Let my brother shine, you know what I mean? (Yo) (Yo, you know— you know what—) (I want people to go out and get that "One In A Million", though) {Word, word} (A lot of people didn't hear it when it was flowin' real fast) (You know what I'm sayin'?) (I think they need to hear it on another— on another typa' style for the—) {No doubt} (Know what I'm sayin'?) (What you think about that, kid?) Yeah, yo, I think it sound good (Uh-huh) (The p— The best unsigned since Prince) {Word} (For real) {Aight, aight} (Underground) Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo Nah, I ain't sayin' anything {Aw, you better stop playin' with me} It's too late, man, I gotta get home, man You know what I'm sayin'? {Yeah, I'll turn up your mic, now, man} I got my shorty at home I'll... {I don't wanna hear... I'll turn up your mic, I'm tired of this, man} (Uh, uh) {Come in here, ain't flowin'} {What the fuck is wrong with MF DOOM, goin'?} (Check, check, check, check) (Check, check, check, check) (Check, check, check) [Verse 7: Megalon, (MF DOOM), & {Bobbito}] Won out attention minutes I'm in this with winners, sinning with sinners Sipping gin and when it's finished I begin with the Guinness I'm puffing herb again swerving in Burglaring, premeditated murdering We on the corner curve again we serving him War stories to tell, war be in hell We getting county jail mail, Janel saw me in jail Tell Jamel I fell on the cell with kell on the L Third cell with the herb smell, make the herb yell Burn it by the people hear it's coming from the teeth Is Tommy Gunn going to reach it? Some time I kill them I'm running from the reaper Rest in peace to my deceased peeps some [?] Having dreams of Long Beach Police slayed on Long Beach streets We cop killers on the loose Army fatigue suits Back boots and noose Black troops in groups Black suits cause I'm about to start the revolution Tommy got the shawty shooting with me when she goes to Houston MF producing stop me from catching the body boosting Finally it's time to let my knowledge be told Come follow me [?] inside the erode Trigonometry my rhyme will be designed to reload Be on my [?] style holding vowels Golden foul, golden child, ruler now Surrounded by C.O's on trial Who [?] facing ancient Caucasian Jason in the basement basin Zulu nation bracing soccer Zulu voodoo blazing Facing charges riverside Hearts of Darkness regardless Samantha massages large garages filled with Dodges Keys like a piano, yo Understand the flow Got a plan for dough Hannah had grants to blow Moving in DeAngelo So fine i hold nines and hold dimes so mine's with pulling out Juice like a gold mine shine through my whole rhyme Nightlights excite my vision I'm robbing and giving a fuck like Tyson's ex-wife Excuse me for the trife life I'm living, now listen Life incisions niggas is whispering Sounding like snakes in the grass you niggas ain't listening Twice in prison came home, crack flipping gat gripping Slipping in the clip again ice listening and entering the dragon Verbally stabbing back and rapping acting like they packing We trapped in Manhattan blasting nobody's laughing, clapping That's your cerebral hematoma, he was seen to be a cobra They tell you what i mean if i was sober Sinister oversold the whole support you took it like a boa Old goal of spilling over sculpture like a vulture show ya' Got knocked over because you went out sober Looking over my shoulder for the cobra Clothing in the block in October folder Greenbacks means that slingback sling crack Bring back all my queen back, it's like a dream black Crack scenes to rap scenes eventually back to Queens My teams trap gas between their black jeans And hollies are low follow your instincts, swallow pink drinks Tap the bottle clink-clink, read a novel and think You brought me some links, Buster hurt your hollow pink stings Acknowledge me and copy my hobby, I got to drop the cheating cop The king rocking the Versace see the window cops watching me So i gotta beat you on top of G on top of G on top of me Still after me cause [?] peep the prophecy me Up in your prophecy the hot velocity is my philosophy Police lock me now I'm scot-free two C's Baby mommy knock me MF DOOM, can't nobody stop me