MF Doom - CELLZ, Pt. 2

DOOM from the realm of El Kulum, smelly gel fume Separating cell womb to Melle Mel, boom Revelations in Braille, respiration inhale, view Nations fail and shaking of a snake tail make due Blazing swords trace the haze, praise the Lord Saving grace, lace your broad, she say she bored A crazy straw, ink and stale dry paraffin Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison A bad samaritan averaging above average men Rancid rants having rambling savages scavenging For scraps, perhaps road kill if that Gift of gab and he flowed ill, chrome stiff hat Known for writing lightning tight lines, chiefin' Beefin', being off deep ends, divine bright shines even Dimes quiet as mimes by design mighty fine Slight rewind, tightly bind, blind lead blind Need mines now that was this is then, listening To sizzling officialtons whispering, "Him again" Metal Face Finster playing with the dirty money Sinister, don't know what he saying but the words be funny Major vet spaded through the vest with a bayonet Save your breath, gave a F, pay your debt, they forget Make her sweat bullets, crime pays no benefits Then it gets wilder with more childisher degenerates Three thousand years ago, Moses said "Every human being is responsible for his actions Or thy being is still a beast, not yet human!" You ought to let your uncle flow, my motorcycle trunk fulls From two-one two-one, lose crumbs to trunks in bundles Hands down, better than what your mans used to get Standing around from where the translucent looses spit Missing wheel, you don't listen, you're a feel head Sitting in the kitchen pissing, twitching, kissing steel lead Crime pays no dental nor medical Unless you catch retirement, county, state or federal You heard like roaring waters in a seashell If a tree fell, you couldn't tell from three cell Be real careful, they tell him by the earful Kids doing skid bids, acting out is terrible Word is bond, fix your clothes, put a shirt on Pants sagging back when you used to meant you had a skirt on Squirts posing as thuggers and hustlers El Eloh closer than y'alls ball huggers and jugglers Motherfuckers! DOOM is transmitting a message to you Super fools I need to use more power