The Mic Sounds Nice

[MF Doom] Forgive them Lord for they know not what they spit All lucky contestants on the mic sounds nice, but they get Or we have a beat for one time wonder hit And a “how to play it off if you make a live blunder kit” And the winner for the ninth time in a row Doom, I owe it to a well refined rhyme flow Now if you don’t mind, dough Find me where the limes grow With a fine dime, fill in the blanks Still no necklace, mill in the bank Grill stay blank, not to be critical but ill they stank Maybe give them thanks from the steel grade shank Hold that, put the mic down ya luck’s up Don’t let it touch the ground and shut the… Door, buckle up it’s the law fool Stay calm like you got pulled over with the raw If he had thick hair like Ric Flair (checkin?) Wouldn’t know if hoes really cared for the… Lyrical skills that’s how they judge it Trick the deals until they take it out the budget mother… Fudge it like the numbers on the number one Billboard hit And still be bored as… it could be worse this verse a no rehearse Doom’ll snatch the mic like “no me first” They get sloppy seconds after we stop wreckin' And they had a choppy check in Then they ripped the beat like a surgery botched A hurter he murder flows, Doom off the crotch I’ll be back in two and two, watch the clock They thought we had Koch, how ya block got blotch Another notch on the Glock His own stock in the strip club Free scotch on the rocks beoyotchh!