Beef Rapp

[MF Doom]<br>Beef rap<br>Could lead to gettin teeth capped<br>Or even a wreath for mom dukes on some grief crap<br>I suggest ya change ya diet<br>It can lead ta high blood pressure if ya fry it<br>Or even a stroke, heart attack, heart disease<br>It ain`t no startin back once arteries start ta squeeze<br>Take the easy way out phony, until then<br>They know they wouldn`t be talkin that bologna in the bullpen<br>So disgustin, pardon self as I discuss this<br>They talk a wealth of shit and they ain`t never seen the justice<br>Bust this, like a cold milk from out the toilet<br>Two batteries some Brillo and some foil, he`a boil it<br>He be better off on PC glued<br>And it`s a feud so don`t be in no TV mood<br>Every week it`s mystery meat, seaweed stewed [food, we need food!]<br><br>He wears a mask just to cover the raw flesh<br>A rather ugly brother with flows that`s gorgeous<br>Drop dead joints hit the whips like bird shit<br>They need it like a hole in they head or a third tit<br>Her bra smell, his card say: aw hell<br>Barred from all bars and kicked out the Carvel`<br>Keep a cooker where the jar fell<br>And keep a cheap hooker that`s off the hook like Ma Bell<br>Top bleeding, maybe fella took the loaded rod gears<br>Stop feeding babies colored sugar-coated lard squares<br>The odd pairs swears and God fears<br>Even when it`s rotten, we`ve gotten through the hard years<br>I wrote this note around New Year`s<br>Off a couple a shots and a few beers, but who cares?<br>Enough about me, it`s about the beats<br>Not about the streets and who food he about ta eat<br>A rhymin cannibal who`s dressed to kill, it`s cynical<br>Whether is it animal, vegetable, or mineral<br>It`s a miracle how he get so lyrical<br>And proceed to move the crowd like a old Negro spiritual<br>For a mil` do a commercial for Mello Yello<br>Tell `em devil`s hell no, sell y`all own Jello<br>We hollow krills, she swallow pills<br>He follow flea collar three dollar bills<br>And squeal for halal veal, in y`all appeal<br>Dig the real, it`s how the big ballers deal<br>Twirl a L after every meal [FOOD]<br><br>What up<br>To all rappers shut up with ya shuttin up<br>And keep your shirt on, at least a button up<br>Yuck, is they rhymers or strippin males?<br>Outta work jerks since they shut down Chippendales<br>They chippin nails, Doom... jippin scales<br>Let alone the pre-orders that`s counted off shippin sales<br>This one goes out to all my peoples skippin bail<br>Dippin jail, whippin tail, and sippin ale<br>Light the doobie til it glow like a ruby<br>After which they couldn`t find the Villain like Scooby<br>He`s in the lab on some old Buddha Monk shit<br>Overproof drunk shit, and who`da thunk it?<br>Punk try an ask why ours be better<br>It could be the iron mask or the Cosby sweater<br>Yes, you, who`s screwed by the dude on the CD, nude! [we need food!]