MF DOOM — Notebook 03

[Verse 1] DOOM get rude with the dude off CHiPs The mood switch, he chewed off strips of a Broodwich Danger make a groove off a glitch Major boo booty twitch and a crew rich bitch Always wanted to say that Ever since the days of hallways taunting a stray cat The one he often frequently slapped around All the while waited and graduated cap and gown Hated the rap sound, debated the crap Until he felt he had it mapped down Enough to have the game trapped and bound Scratched in the crown was the names of lames who yapped a noun Or verb for that matter Had no data for a herb who chat chatter Oh, Erik Estrada Fat rat, the mask made 'em batty as a mad hatter [Verse 2] Known for his absurd word choices And will ignore you if you ask him if he heard voices Look, the energy is crazy Far as he was concerned the enemy was lazy Ahem, your attention please Freeze, he came to seize the free cheese Before he flees to Belize In case he forgot to mention, squeeze these Just keep it on a need to know basis They knew he was a negro so no need to show faces Back in the days of no laces On a slow pace they used to say he might could go places Ehh, whatever their case is The card he played was ace of spades, but no races A spastic, some called loony When he spit a tune sarcastic as Paul Mooney