12 Steps ’Til Doom

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Adam 12] OK, the first mistake you made was opening your mouth And when the piehole expanded, another kid came out You stupid [?] through original repping With new styles verbatim, [?] records Secondly, you sniffing me is known for feeding the style Didn't bother, wasn't worth the while to take a timeout Basically, you took your rhyme out, written on paper The same rap you used before, the same rap you'll use later [Verse 2: MF DOOM] You're just playing, you like your father be Like when he be on some, "Get out of here, kid. You bother me" Like an old dog, no new tricks, please He needs a quick fix to ease these hoes, his dick's teased By high noon, we'll see who got the quicker draw Twist up a sycamore from door to the liquor store Hell and back. Who got the dro? I got the L, black Emailing Adam 12 and tell him, "Bring the twelve-pack" [Chorus: Adam 12 and (MF DOOM)] I'll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven) Twelve steps 'til doom, (twelve steps 'til destruction) I'll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven) Twelve steps 'til doom, (twelve steps 'til destruction) [Verse 3: Adam 12] Another mad important aspect you be lacking is Controlling your intake of oxygen when you're rapping Basically, you hacking, far from clear passages [?] like you ran a marathon while having asthma Speak the destruction when you ain't saying nothing Entertaining to read, but trying to explain something Science terminology, there's no creativity Absolutely devoid of all originality [Verse 4: MF DOOM] No matter how hard you try, you can't shift the sinners Some cats get it like the opening night jitters Or maybe not. This flow is like a rabies shot To hip hop. Rappers is on my nerves like Baby Bop This style I keep piled up The type of shit, when I spit it, it get the crowd riled up On stage, still got it and nice with mine With a potbelly like Captain Kirk for Priceline [Verse 5: Adam 12] It's clear you aged in mind, that you're back here Happening trends cause distaste from last year's Wardrobe you spent figuring—more so Than actually practicing on rap styles and more flows Now you go ten levels deep for your weak show But your lines ran wrong—that's what the snare is for That's what the drums there for. Heard of basslines That pace time? I guess not—that's why you waste mine [Verse 6: MF DOOM] Me and the mic is like best of friends like the Egghead cat in class who never stresses when the test end Root for the home team, shoot for the dome, gleam He's so clean—not only with term but roam the scene Of the rhymes. I suspect foul play Plain as day is how, now, "Brown cow," I'll say Nowaday example how we stay ill as Illadelph It's only the end of the world—chill, don't kill yourself [Chorus: Adam 12 and (MF DOOM)] Ayyo, I'll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven) Twelve steps 'til doom, (twelve steps 'til destruction) I'll watch you take your first step. (Follow these instructions) Twelve steps 'til doom (fuck up your functions) Ayyo, I'll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven) Twelve steps 'til doom, (twelve steps 'til destruction) Ayyo, we'll watch you take your first step, (follow with eleven) Twelve steps 'til doom, (twelve steps 'til destruction)