MF DOOM — Batty Boyz

[Intro] If you're waiting for a parade, there ain't none Sharpen up your spirit of adventure, the fabulous gay way Hey, what's the big idea? (Yeah!) I have no ideas, in fact, I'm quite bewildered Now don't get gay with me (Gay? Sir, I'm far from gay) Now listen and keep your shirt on Grown men in a rubber suit, runnin' around with a young boy (Homo) [Verse 1] Oh shoot, get a load of that fruit In thigh-high boots, red tighty-whities and blue cat suit (Holy homos!) Even the rats know it’s tacky "You ever see me slippin' like that bitch, just smack me" Posin' Chester, legs open, couldn’t stand worse All was missin' was a bandana and a man purse Cryin', dyin', laughin' 'til glands burst Faster than a speeding glass, bleeding-ass ran first Fixin' baby hair, messed up wavy curl Under the cape the back of the S say baby girl The things some people‘ll do for fame It’s an herb, it’s a lame, it's, a Goddamn shame Villain willing when them cold streets call You can keep your hero and hold the meatballs Worthy title, lock it with pockets on empty He work harder than a steam engine like John Henry Turn dirt to dollars like Don Henley Ugly and still get hollers like Ron Jeremy At least monetarily terribly MC's need therapy, it’s like a fairy spree Hit him with a kryptonite brick (Kryptonite) Children come and prick his dead body with a stick Wrote this lyric from in the bed with a chick She had the tightest grip around the head of my [Interlude] How much money you got? I ain't got but four dollars on me Damn Anyway I don't got this whole (censored) for ya Shit, you must be some kind of faggot man My partner a faggot, why don't you come on out here man? Man, what the hell? [Verse 2] ...Bic, now can I get my pen back Got no enemy, got no friend, black With the Green Goblin got the Batcave robbed Bust in Batman’s head bobbin’, slobbin’ Robin’s knob Y'all already got your belts on the floor so Kick them shits over here and click off the porno Alfred come home, and found them both naked Handcuffed to each other just as he had suspected Red and chrome Batmobile, wheelin‘ and dealin’ Aquaman's sleepin' with the fishes for real for squealin’ Psst! The lo-lo on a seal skin blazer It’s just a little graze from a razor-thin laser Amazed at all these so-called wannabe players Showin' off they titballs to all the free-gayers It’s like a leotard fest How it got started is any retard's guess Regardless, that’s they choice, no hate debate Becomes a problem when they try an attempt to go straight And raise the monster rate in the whole population It’s starting to affect the super pimpin' occupation Now who’s the hater? Headline the newspaper Fate of a fake you out caped crusader Tied to the tracks, make a damn tram derail Rap is like scam spam Nigerian e-mail The man with no beard is more weirder than a she-male Sucker got bagged on a Temazepam street sale Told 'em one of ours set it up, yeah doubt Did it like the dirty drawls, wet ‘em up and air it out [Outro] You got any money? (What?) Listen, you got any money? Man you goin' crazy? What the hell for? Four dollars only, damn Batman's gay (batty boys)