[00:00.000] 作词 : MF Doom
[00:00.320] 作曲 : Daniel Dumile/Otis Jackson Jr.
[00:00.640]The villain took on many forms...
[00:03.621]Let he who is without sin cast the first stone
[00:06.027]After you, who's last? It's DOOM, he's the worst known
[00:08.775]That'll have your boom blown or either thirst bone
[00:11.094]Rock it to 'em, burst clone, just don't curse the throne
[00:14.053]Own his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go
[00:16.406]So he can bring it to you live in stere-ere-o
[00:18.950]Pan it, can't understand it, ban it
[00:21.418]The underhanded ranted, planned it and left 'em stranded
[00:24.286]The best, any who profess will be remanded
[00:26.998]Yes sir, request permission to be candid? Granted
[00:29.404]I don't think we can handle a style so rancid
[00:31.951]He flipped it like Madlib, did a old jazz standard
[00:47.681]Don't mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly
[00:49.966]Off of two or three Heines, and boy was they fine, G
[00:52.783]One black, one Spanish, one Chinese
[00:55.386]It keeps the woody shiny year-round like a pine tree
[00:57.722]Don't sign me, I'm about to get a mil' without 'em
[01:00.275]Crowd him off the shelf, he's the villain, and what about him?
[01:03.465]So, and he's a jerk and you don't know him
[01:05.819]Mad how he expand work but won't show 'em
[01:08.397]Poor guys, what a sight for old, sore four-eyes
[01:10.633]Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries
[01:13.488]All rise, so far odd as a ruple
[01:16.026]So raw, break it down and make quadruple
[01:18.570]It's crucial, you could see it in his pupil
[01:20.968]And this time when he get it he'll waste it on somethin' useful
[01:23.668]Like getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of Coqui
[01:26.332]Keep it low key, known to pull a okey-dokey
[01:29.050]Silly Goose, DOOM is too jokey
[01:31.563]Damn he could really use a room or a ho key
[01:34.342]Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads
[01:36.776]True dat, she bad, I wonder do she come with kneepads
[01:39.887]What a call, what a real butterball
[01:42.124]Either I get a strike or strike out, gutterball
[01:45.140]Rock it like gear for the fall
[01:46.821]With nice inside pockets, prepare for the brawl
[01:49.955]Yeah y'all you could say its an earful
[01:52.150]Beware, do not touch mic, be careful
[01:55.213]And just like he said, I could'a told ya
[01:57.604]MF, the holder of a boulder; money folder
[02:02.041]It ain't funny, nigga
[02:04.649]Money folder
[04:04.978]Villains rapidly grew healthy cash flow

作词 : MF Doom
作曲 : Daniel Dumile/Otis Jackson Jr.
The villain took on many forms...
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone
After you, who's last? It's DOOM, he's the worst known
That'll have your boom blown or either thirst bone
Rock it to 'em, burst clone, just don't curse the throne
Own his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go
So he can bring it to you live in stere-ere-o
Pan it, can't understand it, ban it
The underhanded ranted, planned it and left 'em stranded
The best, any who profess will be remanded
Yes sir, request permission to be candid? Granted
I don't think we can handle a style so rancid
He flipped it like Madlib, did a old jazz standard
Don't mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly
Off of two or three Heines, and boy was they fine, G
One black, one Spanish, one Chinese
It keeps the woody shiny year-round like a pine tree
Don't sign me, I'm about to get a mil' without 'em
Crowd him off the shelf, he's the villain, and what about him?
So, and he's a jerk and you don't know him
Mad how he expand work but won't show 'em
Poor guys, what a sight for old, sore four-eyes
Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries
All rise, so far odd as a ruple
So raw, break it down and make quadruple
It's crucial, you could see it in his pupil
And this time when he get it he'll waste it on somethin' useful
Like getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of Coqui
Keep it low key, known to pull a okey-dokey
Silly Goose, DOOM is too jokey
Damn he could really use a room or a ho key
Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads
True dat, she bad, I wonder do she come with kneepads
What a call, what a real butterball
Either I get a strike or strike out, gutterball
Rock it like gear for the fall
With nice inside pockets, prepare for the brawl
Yeah y'all you could say its an earful
Beware, do not touch mic, be careful
And just like he said, I could'a told ya
MF, the holder of a boulder; money folder
It ain't funny, nigga
Money folder
Villains rapidly grew healthy cash flow