Banished

Lyrics

[Verse: MF DOOM] Villain got banished Refused out the U.S., he ain't even Spanish Oaxaca dough, sock with the whole toe missin' In the mean streets of L.A., a pot hole pro The goal though in the nick of time,  To kick a slicker rhyme, do your face like Nikola live No, not deported Be a little minute 'fore things get sorted Known to get money – never got caught, kid Escape with a soft skid, short bid Knock-on-wood, dope on plastic Rock so hood, hope on spastic Put it on the Ritz,  Put your bullshit facial recognition on fritz I'm afraid you're sadly mistaken Paid to spit it, like a bad piece of bacon Take the bread,  Even if you gotta lay down on the ground and fake dead Grab that – way out the habitat,  Where the rabbits is at, far from the lab rats Man's right to know,  Contemplate that as these hands write the flow It ain't done yet – He'll let you know some of the results come sunset 'Til then pack your bowl Jack it to your crack ho with black soul coal Tune the diamond,  Just so you know it ain't some buffoon rhymin' Hey – watch your tonsils End up in the hospital, not responsible Bust that gizzard,  Then start to think how it ain't worth the risk—is it? Third degree black belt flow Whooped his monkey ass 'til the track felt slow Melt snow – now that's gold Blow on 'em, make fronts – wow, that's cold Scolded 'em, throw them dice Cool 'em down, set to Mo', flow with ice Like liquid nitrogen, ain't no wins Macro- to micro-thin, it's your skin Villain strikes again Equivalent a hundred thousand milligram Vicodin Not for nuttin' – your guess is worth more Barefoot, doin' the James on a dirt floor Dirt poor,  Like, "Don't get your shirt tore, boi!" Crown of thorns, chain made of razorblades Gown adorned, homemade blazer, suede 'Bout to retire,  Set up somewhere in the sun and breathe fire That include tipsy-gettin' We get it in like your Big Fat Gypsy Wedding No more thugging And don't think you won't get slapped, kid – you're bugging It's all love, rhyme with more dough Remind me of the fine wine, time-raw flow It's like a worn-in suit, armed to shoot Morning commute, torn boot What a gnarly scene Publicity stunt, get paid on some Charlie Sheen Sell Monsanto a barley bean And have a meeting-up with Ultimate Party Machine Watch DOOM's laser,  Graze you more worse than an Occam's razor Not to interrupt – But anybody else notice time speeding up...? Make your local police worried monthly And won't be nowhere nears your country – drone Got no time for 'em Naps on his belly, DOOM do not log the iPhone Bitches go knock-kneed, slack-jawed,  Don't speak Afrikaans, Cockney, or Patois Alhamdulillah, last off the corner Only thing he miss is blastin' off a warner Supervillain, smooth sicko Why, oh why, did I leave that Veuve Clicquot? That's not up for debate Be straighter than straight off a big gulp of V8 If she wasn't so bent,  She'd know how the camel got his nose in the tent Please – enough's enough Don't get snuffed with the key to the cuffs G's on your bluffs Keys to the cuffs [Outro] Please – enough's enough!