MF Doom, Viktor Vaughn
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V. Vaughn, the traveling Vaudeville Villain Who don't give a flying f*ck who ain't not feeling him Watch what ya' dealing him: ace, king, death card Strong-arm the wrong man, pardon the left, god Get money and earn it, then everything you touch turn shit Got much to learn kid, light it up burn shit Light it up like the Dutch when the hash melt Only time they see him is when they need him with the cash belt Ay carumba, now that's my number One dry summer, as far as I remember Burnt out, but gaining every edgy penny Then he hit him straight to the head like Reggie Denny Call him back when you need some more 'gnac, horse-yak Doing 80 down the Van Wyck on horseback Ya' man sick but he wreck tracks, puto Get back too bro', exactamundo Viktor the director flip a script like Rob Reiner The way a lotta dudes rhyme their name should be "knob shiner" For a buck, they'd likely dance the Jig or do the Hucklebuck To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knuckle-fucks You wonder how well would they hold up in a holding cell It sorta had the strange makings of a tale told in hell Like "Oh well," hold tall riches If the Feds is really after him they'll just tell all the snitches On borrowed-time rhymes, gassed by the silver screen They cat like their monkey ass can heal back like Wolverine Mellow out what y'all bellow out ya' yellow mouth What happened to the kinda spit that used to help a fellow out? No doubt, leave a rapper in a body cast And wonder what he was doing while we was in a karate class Snotty ass, it's really like he was a white-belt Right before he "night-night" ask him how the light felt I wouldn't take their tape if they gave it free Maybe it's me, maybe it's V! Throw down the key, y'all know how shit be In the naked city, rappers is so giddy That's no ditty, Vaughn so witty The way he take no prisoners and show no pity It's how son became a big man from a Black boy To name names, a really big fan of Dan Akroyd He feel they need to give him his own dance This his only chance to shoot the gift like a lone glance Or like a beef scene that leave the oo-ey smoking Or between Hoktuo Shinken and Nanto Koukakuken
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Written by: D Dumile, Maximillian Pond Lawrence
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