Cellz - MF DOOM, Charles Bukowski

DOOM from the realm of Al-Qayyum.

Smelly gel fume

Separating cell womb to Mele Mel, boom!

Revelations in braille, respiration, inhale

View nations fail, shaking of a snake tail

Make due, blazing swords, traze the haze, praise the Lord

Saving grace.

Lace your broad, she say she bored

A crazy straw, ink and stale-dried paraffin

Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison

A bad Samaritan averagin above average men

Rancid rants havin' ramblin', savages scavagin'

For scraps, perhaps road kill, if that

Gift of gab and he flow ill, chrome stiff hat

Known for writin' lightnin' tight lines

Chiefin beefin' bein' off deep ends, divine bright shines even

Dimes quiet as minds by design, mighty fine

Slight rewind, tightly bind, blind lead blind

Need minds now, that was this is then

Listenin' to sizzlin' officialtons whisperin' him again

Metal Face spinster playin' with the dirty money

Sinister, don’t know what he sayin' but the words be funny

Major vets spaded through the vest with a bayonet

Save your breath, gave a F, pay your debt, they forget

Make 'em sweat bullets, crime pays no benefits

Then it gets wilder with more childish degenerates

Yodel at your uncle flows, my motorcycle trunk fulls

from 2, 1 to 1, loose crumbs to chunks in bundles

Hands down, better than what your mans used to get

Standin' around for where the translucent lucid spit

Missin wheel, you don’t listen, you a feel head

Sittin' in the kitchen, pissin', twitchin', kissin' steel lead

Crime pays no dental nor medical

Unless you catch retirement, county, state or federal

Ya heard like roaring waters in a seashell

If a tree fell, ya couldn’t tell from 3 cell

Be real careful, they tellin' by the earful

Kids doin' skid bids, acting out is terrible

Word is bond, fix your clothes, put a shirt on

Pants saggin' back when used to meant you had a skirt on

Squirts posin' as thuggers and hustlers

Al-itu closer than y’alls ball huggers and jugglers

MOTHAFUCKAS