Raid

Two, two, one, two

How Doom hold heat, and preach non-violence?

Shh, he 'bout to start the speech, c'mon, silence

On one scary night, I saw the light, heard a voice

That sound like Barry White said, "Sure you're right"

Don't let me find out who tried to bite

They better off goin' to fly a kite in a firefight

During tornado time with no coat then I caught ya

Wrote the book on rhymes, a note from the author

With no head shot, he said it's been a while

Got a breadwinner style to get a inner child up in to smile

And that's no exaggeration, the doctor told a patient

"It's all in your imagination Negro"

Ah, what do he know? About the buttery flow

He need to cut the ego, trippin', to date the

Metal Fellow been rippin' flows, since New York

Plates was ghetto yellow with broke blue writing

This is too exciting

Folks leave out the show feelin' truly enlightened

They say, "The Villain been spittin' enough lightning

To rock shock the Boogie Down to Brighton," aight then

Yeah, check, it's enough

Uh, yeah, now

How Med hold heat like Clint East is reborn?

Lethal with more holes than a dartboard

Haters watch him, Hennessey double shot drink

Like the answer to the problem's at the bottle's bottom

Uh, from the [Incomprehensible] that homey pay how you owe me

My niggaz take no like Kobe

Even with the the arms of the Hawk, you couldn't hold me

From gettin' mines, stogies be rolled, smokin' and gettin' by

Thanks to rap I ain't got a dime

Got me sneakin' out of checkout lines with bottles by the waist side

Yeah, smack 'em in the face, let 'em taste pride

Face trial, end up washed up like the shorelines

Do or die ride, how the dead return

Street turns, keep me in this dirt, like an earthworm

What he spit hits and grows, will brothers ever learn

Worth a word, chat with a nerd, meeting adjourned

Madvillain

All Caps

So nasty that it's probably somewhat of a travesty

Having me daily total people you can call me your majesty

Keep your battery charged you know it won't stick, yo

And it's not his fault you kick slow

Should've let your trick 'ho chick hold your sick glow

Plus nobody couldn't do nothin' once he let the brick go

And you know I know that's a bunch of snow

The beat is so butter, peep the slow cutter

As he utters the calm flow, don't talk about my mom, yo

(Hey mo fo)

Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow

And vice versa, whip up a slice of nice verse pie

Hit it on the first try villain, the worst guy

Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat asses

Shots of the scotch from out of square shot glasses

And he won't stop till he got the masses

An' show 'em what they know now through flows of hot molasses

Do it like the robot to headspin to boogaloo

Took a few minutes to convince the average bug a boo

It's ugly, like look at you, it's a damn shame

Just remember all caps when you spell the man name

And you know it like a poet, like baby doll

I bet she tried to say she gave me her all, she played ball

All bets off, the villain got the dice rigged

And they say he accosted the man with the sliced wig

Allegedly the investigation is still ongoin'

In this pesky ignition he gots the best con flowin'

The pot doubles, now they really got troubles

Madman never go, like snot bubbles

Madvillain