November Has Come

[Verse 1: MF Doom] Slow it down some No split, clown bum Your gold hit sound dumb Hold it now, crown 'em Where you found them at? Got around town Could've drowned in it Would have floated, bloated, voted Sugar-coated, loaded hip shooter Draw for the poor Free coffee at the banks Hit through the straw None more for me, thanks That blanks the raw That dank sure stank lit Sank passed the pit for more hardcore prank spit Crank it on blast, roll past Front Street Blew the whole spot like some old ass with skunk meat These kids is too fast, juiced off a junk treat Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat? [Hook: Damon Albarn] Something started today Where did it go? What you want it to be? Well you know, November has come When it's gone away Something started today Where did it go? What you want it to be? Well you know, November has come When it's gone away [Verse 2: MF Doom] Baha, can you dig it like a spigot? My guess is yes you can like can I kick it wicked Liquor shot if you happy and you know it As you clap your hands to the thick snot of a poet, flowin' Grope a pen and I'm in cope hymen Doper rhymin' more worther than the Hope diamond Acquired off the black market A wire tappin' couldn't target a jar of spit The rapid-fire spark lit Zzt, a rapper bug zapper And it don't matter after if they's a thug or dapper Plug your trap or it's maximum exposure Beats got family members askin' him for closure Aw, send 'em a gun and tell 'em clean it Then go get the nun who said her son didn't mean it She wore a filled-in thong of Billabong That said "Nah fo'real-a, the Villain on a Gorilla jawn?" [Hook] [Outro: Damon Albarn] When it's.. When it's gone away