[Intro: MF DOOM]
Yeah

[Verse: MF DOOM]
Perfect the stash, hit it last
Survival of the fittest bash
Did it in a smash, skitted, dick crash
Slid it past, pain ain't match
Main mission objective: maintain scratch
Add insane to that, leave well enough, alone
Only got caught twice, breathing on the telephone
They told him 'bout when he was snoring
Her convo was boring
Woke up to the dial tone and was pouring
She was orange-esque, more or less
On this topic as the story develops and progress, no stress
Get off the wall, set off thе brawl
Threw it back and forth like a medicinе ball
Head to the store, fall, winter and spring
Hotter than your summers when them numbers do the thing
Wonders never cease, will
This goes out to the folks who's up under the beast, feet's still
To this day, to his dismay, exquisite
If he may say so himself, squished it