Banished

[Verse: MF DOOM]

Villain got banished

Refused out the U.S., he ain't even Spanish

Oaxaca dough, sock with the whole toe missin'

In the mean streets of L.A., a pot hole pro

The goal though in the nick of time, 

To kick a slicker rhyme, do your face like Nikola live

No, not deported

Be a little minute 'fore things get sorted

Known to get money – never got caught, kid

Escape with a soft skid, short bid

Knock-on-wood, dope on plastic

Rock so hood, hope on spastic

Put it on the Ritz, 

Put your bullshit facial recognition on fritz

I'm afraid you're sadly mistaken

Paid to spit it, like a bad piece of bacon

Take the bread, 

Even if you gotta lay down on the ground and fake dead

Grab that – way out the habitat, 

Where the rabbits is at, far from the lab rats

Man's right to know, 

Contemplate that as these hands write the flow

It ain't done yet –

He'll let you know some of the results come sunset

'Til then pack your bowl

Jack it to your crack ho with black soul coal

Tune the diamond, 

Just so you know it ain't some buffoon rhymin'

Hey – watch your tonsils

End up in the hospital, not responsible

Bust that gizzard, 

Then start to think how it ain't worth the risk—is it?

Third degree black belt flow

Whooped his monkey ass 'til the track felt slow

Melt snow – now that's gold

Blow on 'em, make fronts – wow, that's cold

Scolded 'em, throw them dice

Cool 'em down, set to Mo', flow with ice

Like liquid nitrogen, ain't no wins

Macro- to micro-thin, it's your skin

Villain strikes again

Equivalent a hundred thousand milligram Vicodin

Not for nuttin' – your guess is worth more

Barefoot, doin' the James on a dirt floor

Dirt poor, 

Like, "Don't get your shirt tore, boi!"

Crown of thorns, chain made of razorblades

Gown adorned, homemade blazer, suede

'Bout to retire, 

Set up somewhere in the sun and breathe fire

That include tipsy-gettin'

We get it in like your Big Fat Gypsy Wedding

No more thugging

And don't think you won't get slapped, kid – you're bugging

It's all love, rhyme with more dough

Remind me of the fine wine, time-raw flow

It's like a worn-in suit, armed to shoot

Morning commute, torn boot

What a gnarly scene

Publicity stunt, get paid on some Charlie Sheen

Sell Monsanto a barley bean

And have a meeting-up with Ultimate Party Machine

Watch DOOM's laser, 

Graze you more worse than an Occam's razor

Not to interrupt –

But anybody else notice time speeding up...?

Make your local police worried monthly

And won't be nowhere nears your country – drone

Got no time for 'em

Naps on his belly, DOOM do not log the iPhone

Bitches go knock-kneed, slack-jawed, 

Don't speak Afrikaans, Cockney, or Patois

Alhamdulillah, last off the corner

Only thing he miss is blastin' off a warner

Supervillain, smooth sicko

Why, oh why, did I leave that Veuve Clicquot?

That's not up for debate

Be straighter than straight off a big gulp of V8

If she wasn't so bent, 

She'd know how the camel got his nose in the tent

Please – enough's enough

Don't get snuffed with the key to the cuffs

G's on your bluffs

Keys to the cuffs

[Outro]

Please – enough's enough!