The Final Hour

[Intro: sample]

"The final hour is approaching for the people of Earth

Hear this..."

[Verse: MF DOOM]

She said, "Excuse me, Villain, you be illin' with the wordplay"

He said, "Thank you very much, I'm billin' 'til Thursday"

Once heard a beat drum it sounded like a sloppy knock

Whoever was on the mic, speech is pure poppycock

These go back to the days of pop lock

Even back to rumors that Mikey died off Pop Rocks

Where the girls wore jellies and played hop scotch

Older broads used to wear tennises and sloppy socks

APB, the three-headed with the fancy crown

Last seen headed towards a city in shanty town

All of a sudden can't be found

Safe and sound, mouth on the nipple, panty down

Put a choke hold on the monster from Ogopogo

Whoever did they vocals and also they so-so logo

That's a no-no

Through the wheels of steel, phono

Geedorah, no deals pro bono

[Outro: sample]

"Ah"