Bed Dent

Rest in peace to the muthafuqin' villain MF DOOM (MF DOOM)
All homage to you, King (all homage)

Ooh, you're like the sun, chasing all of rain away
When you come around, you bring brighter days
You're the perfect one, for me, and it forever will be
And I will rock this microphone, for always

I hold this mic, like niggas hold their girls tight
Scared they'll sneak out to be with Red once you go night-night
She look, she took, naw man, I don't need that stress in my life
I love leftovers, fool keep your snack, I don't need a bite
Dick riding, riding trends, homie, get it right, don't be a tool
I know the God in me, pardon you
When I was younger originality was main
Oh, how things have changed
I miss back in the days
Ahmad
My kids are barely kids anymore but some days
I sit and wish, reminisce; CL, Pete Rock, Mary
Jane
Spidey-sense, Peter Parker, Rick James
Ebony Eyes, Cold Blooded, won't drive me insane
No way, ain't burning a broad with a crackpipe
If she really wanna leave, tell her bye-bye
More Petty then Tom until compass calibration
View through my scope, focused, while facing the nation
Ex-girl says I'm thirsty, Sta sipping on basic
Piss I comment on post of women who are famous
Red the SUPER, like DOOM
Never saved a hoe
They've tried to bleach the flow
The rhymes can't be faded bro
Score 40-Love, serve em like John McEnroe
Central City, Oceanview, Basement
Live on National
R-E-double D-Y, dude, who's asking
Never been one to have folk's business broadcasted
Captivating with my caption, no cappin'
No acting, no stunt doubles, director, yell action
Time, time, time B-Real as Reggie Noble
Never been a showoff, fool tell 'em
I'd rather show you
Teach them how to fish
Drop more jewels than school do
Or even TV news that's designed to fool you
Who
Me, you, your momma, daddy and cousin too
I'm Baba Black Sheep, I see right through jeu
Worship as you're told
Got y'all calling out the wrong name
Back in the day, there was no such thing of the letter 'J'
Following traditions forced on us when ancestors were slaves
Ignoring your G-inner, shun me for what I say
Been in the gym
Top pupil in the classroom
Sparing with champions
Studying your every mood
Ringside, Coroner, EMT, and Doctor
No defense like Errol Spence
I'm Terrence 'Bud' Crawford
Knocking you out (TKO)
(Rest in peace to the muthafuqin' villain, MF DOOM)