{MF DOOM}
Tried to outrun ‘er
The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked
Stung, slipping out of bed-cot
Head hot, ready not
Wait a cotton-pickin’ minute, carver bitten by a black widow
Why bother? Shouda rid ‘er as a larva
Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up
Under pressure like under investigation straight up
No chaser, ask for it like the victim
First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him
Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons, would'a squashed it then
Now hе’s like a hostage in the box, needing oxygеn
Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands
Comp ya fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands
Loose cannon, wasn’t wrapped too tight, hair trigger
A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah n***a
Just don’t drop her, live round size nine
Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind
Thuggin’, screamin', “Fug the police”
With they brain on bugs in a hot pan with no grease
Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm
Yet still so cold, so froze warts
Shot of Baluga, soon as she step foot
All hail the Queen like is that of Hatshepsut
Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was
Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does
Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar
It’s all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca
Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast
Cockblockers hatin' like it’s not gonna last
He's just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off
‘Til she brought a blade to his knees said squeeze soft
Cursed be the gin
Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin
If this is the end, she worked at a ten
Remember when we was just friends, then
Between the sheets
Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen
See 'em in the streets
(Don’t hurt me again)