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    [Intro: Dr. Doom]
    My servants began to forge what was to become the most dreaded costume on
    the face of the earth.
    [sound of metal being forged]
    The last thing to fit was the mask, when it conformed to my twisted features
    in comfort.

    [Verse One: MF Doom]

    He cleans his metal mask with gasoline
    Then after I'm last seen
    Pullin' a chick like a fiend
    Pull a fast one
    Can't put shit past him
    Got niggas on his own team mad enough to blast him
    Retarded in real life, on the mic Rain Man
    Stand close to his main man like a chain gang
    Who give a fuck about who or they fancy crew
    That's no mystery that Hardy Boys do with Nancy Drew
    Sorta with her drawers down quarter
    The extorter bring slaughter like "Well I oughta"
    I suggest you hand over the formula dulia?
    A villain in your land, in his land a ruler
    Hard hitting like puffin a woola with Lieutenant Uhura
    Everyday feel like its an off day with Ferris Bueller
    Brother pull heat to prove they're not sweet
    No matter how you spell it, we still got beats

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    [Verse Two: Kurious]

    We question how we live
    Question, what we give
    Take it to the next leave 'em where they can't see me
    Still they judge but they be butt ass
    Switch that wig like a muppet
    Keep it simple, can't truss it
    Light's the fuel
    Mic is the tool
    Drink Jack, kick back, drop jewel
    Finish what I start
    Mastered the art
    Livin' hell can't explain the inhale confuse it more
    Cop the .44
    Contemplate meditate
    Dictate
    I direct my direct fate
    Coming of late
    Kurious
    Can I say shit
    Do it for CottleRock, do it for K.Nit
    K-N-I-T, Sub R-O-C
    Only we save we

    [Verse Three: MF Doom]

    By candlelight my hand will write these rhymes 'til I'm burnt out
    Mostly from experience, shit that I learned about
    Topics and views, generally concerned about
    With different ways to coincide earned clout
    I take a look at my life I taste the trails
    From Tablik and savage females
    With fake nails to face scales
    You out your frame for still baggin' 'em too
    You know I know
    These hos be asking me if I'm you
    Like my twin brother we did everything together
    From under ? to coppin butter leathers
    Remember when you went and got the dark blue Ballys
    I had all the different color Cazale Cazales
    But SubRoc, you shoulda went with the Ruby and the old Ock
    Truly the illest dynamic duo on the whole block
    I keep a flick of you with the machete sword in your hand
    Everything is going according to plan man

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