12 Steps 'Til Doom

[Verse 1: Adam 12]

OK, the first mistake you made was opening your mouth

And when the piehole expanded, another kid came out

You stupid [?] through original repping

With new styles verbatim, [?] records

Secondly, you sniffing me is known for feeding the style

Didn’t bother, wasn’t worth the while to take a timeout

Basically, you took your rhyme out, written on paper

The same rap you used before, the same rap you’ll use later

[Verse 2: MF DOOM]

You’re just playing, you like your father be

Like when he be on some, “Get out of here, kid. You bother me”

Like an old dog, no new tricks, please

He needs a quick fix to ease these hoes, his dick’s teased

By high noon, we’ll see who got the quicker draw

Twist up a sycamore from door to the liquor store

Hell and back. Who got the dro? I got the L, black

Emailing Adam 12 and tell him, “Bring the twelve-pack”

[Chorus: Adam 12 and (MF DOOM)]

I’ll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven)

Twelve steps ‘til doom, (twelve steps ‘til destruction)

I’ll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven)

Twelve steps ‘til doom, (twelve steps ‘til destruction)

[Verse 3: Adam 12]

Another mad important aspect you be lacking is

Controlling your intake of oxygen when you’re rapping

Basically, you hacking, far from clear passages

[?] like you ran a marathon while having asthma

Speak the destruction when you ain’t saying nothing

Entertaining to read, but trying to explain something

Science terminology, there’s no creativity

Absolutely devoid of all originality

[Verse 4: MF DOOM]

No matter how hard you try, you can’t shift the sinners

Some cats get it like the opening night jitters

Or maybe not. This flow is like a rabies shot

To hip hop. Rappers is on my nerves like Baby Bop

This style I keep piled up

The type of shit, when I spit it, it get the crowd riled up

On stage, still got it and nice with mine

With a potbelly like Captain Kirk for Priceline

[Verse 5: Adam 12]

It’s clear you aged in mind, that you’re back here

Happening trends cause distaste from last year’s

Wardrobe you spent figuring—more so

Than actually practicing on rap styles and more flows

Now you go ten levels deep for your weak show

But your lines ran wrong—that’s what the snare is for

That’s what the drums there for. Heard of basslines

That pace time? I guess not—that’s why you waste mine

[Verse 6: MF DOOM]

Me and the mic is like best of friends like the

Egghead cat in class who never stresses when the test end

Root for the home team, shoot for the dome, gleam

He’s so clean—not only with term but roam the scene

Of the rhymes. I suspect foul play

Plain as day is how, now, “Brown cow,” I’ll say

Nowaday example how we stay ill as Illadelph

It’s only the end of the world—chill, don’t kill yourself

[Chorus: Adam 12 and (MF DOOM)]

Ayyo, I’ll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven)

Twelve steps ‘til doom, (twelve steps ‘til destruction)

I’ll watch you take your first step. (Follow these instructions)

Twelve steps ‘til doom (fuck up your functions)

Ayyo, I’ll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven)

Twelve steps ‘til doom, (twelve steps ‘til destruction)

Ayyo, we’ll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven)

Twelve steps ‘til doom, (twelve steps ‘til destruction)