Rapp Snitch Knishes

[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>Yo..<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>Yo<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>MF Doom<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>Mr. Fantastik<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>Mr. Fantastik<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>The villain<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>What up, nigga?<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>Ain`t nuttin, what`s the word?<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>What`s cracking, boy?<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>Same ol` shit, kid<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>Man..rap snitches man..shit is bugged out, man, the fuck man<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>You telling me<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>Niggaz running their mouth, telling anything, anything!<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik] (Chorus: 2 times)<br>Rap snitches, tellin all their business<br>Sit in the court and be they own star witness<br>Do you see the perpetrator, yeah I`m right here<br>Fuck around and get the whole label sent up for years (Huh)<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik]<br>Type profile low, like ay get paid in full<br>Attract heavy cash cuz the game`s centrifical<br>Mister Fantastik long though like elastic<br>Got my life between glocks, it`s made out of plastic<br>Can`t stand the brown nosin nigga fake ass bastard<br>Admiring my style so I bust through Manhattan<br>Since plottin, plan the quickest, my flow is the sickest<br>My hoes be the thickest, my dro.. the stickiest<br>Street nigga, stamped and bonafide<br>When beef jump niggaz come get me cuz they know I ride<br>Two to the ski mask, New York`s my origin<br>Play a fake gangsta like a old accordian<br>Accordin ta him, when the deed`s rushed in<br>Complication from the wild testimony was thin<br>Caused his man ta go up north, the ball hit `em again<br>Blame rap snitch nigga, even told on the mexican<br>[Mr. Fantastik] (Chorus: 2 times) * (The second time the chorus is repeated, it doesn`t end with "Huh")<br>Rap snitches, tellin all their business<br>Sit in the court and be they own star witness<br>Do you see the perpetrator, yeah i`m right here<br>Fuck around get the whole label sent up for years (Huh)<br><br>[MF Doom]<br>True, there`s rules to this shit, fools dare care<br>Everybody wanna rule the world with tears for fear<br>Yeah yeah tell `em tell it on the mountain hill<br>Runnin up they mouth bill, everybody doubtin still<br>Informer, keep it up and get tested<br>Pop through the bubble vest or double breasted<br>He keep a lab down south in the little beast<br>So much heat you woulda thought it was the middle east<br>A little grease always keeps the wheels a spinnin<br>Like sittin on twenty threes to get the squeelers grinnin<br>Hittin on many trees, feel real linen<br>Spittin on enemies, get the steel for tin men<br>Where no brains but gum flap<br>He said his gun clap, then he fled after one slap<br>(Pat!) son shut your trap, save it for the bitches<br>MMM...delicious, rap snitch knishes<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>You know what I`m saying? It`s a terrible--crazy, man<br>Just analyzing this all game, it`s bugged out<br>Niggaz snitching..telling on them allselves<br><br>[MF Doom- Talking]<br>It`s a horror, man..<br><br>[Mr. Fantastik-Talking]<br>Fuck around..and get anybody bagged, man..<br>Fuck around and get yo mama bagged, nigga..<br>You know your grandmama begging..fake hustling nigga<br>(*Laughter*)