[ Featuring MF DOOM ]
You never know it might
Be better than yesterday
Yeah, the last word you hear
A Wall Street investor say
That's the way the ball
Bounces off the asphalt
He hit the concrete and came to a fast halt
It could really hurt your brain
Was it worth the pain
Ask Milli or Kurt Cobain
What profit the man who gain the whole world
Just to lose his soul
Plus his main ol' girl? Sounds slick
He wrote it with a Bic Round Stic
Tie a brick around his neck so he drown quick
Prick... the tricks the Villain plays
For kicks make a killin'
Like 'Six Million Ways...'
A four pound, Tec or shotty
Turned the party out
Bound to wreck your body
Til the soul's gone, he keep an old born
That make more noise than a gold horn
Hold on
Whats the score? Still slaughter, such a bore
Whoever want some water
Come in and shut the door
There's too much to live for
Got more, give to the poor
I'm abso tutely positively sure
Put the raw in the wind like missiles
A lotta wack beats bring
The gin like whistles shot the black heat
Sting the skin to the gristle
Got the back seat to the kingpin, sizzle
Fire burn, it's not none of my concern
Villain for hire for those who
Wanna try and learn from the clever
Wise brother who's forever in disguise
Don't be surprised when he sever ties
He never lies like Doctor Doom trust me
He keep it musty like a guys' locker room
Trying to find out who stole the roll on
And make moves like a bold pawn, hold on
