The Second Track off the Rawest Man.
Smooth lyricism, on MF Doom’s “Doomsday”
Instrumental..
Recorded and Mixed by Spent D'nero
NYC Represent the real!
Dooms day dooms day ay
Verse ONE
I bring it on
Like sushi, real raw
Rough like jagged roof tops
You know it's on
When I get on the booth
I break halls without cough drops, call the cops!
Halt, shoot me, and I'll kill you all,
Spill your blood, like cartons of milk, im a sick individual, strongest of
Skill, when i spit i give the visual, see
I take the cyclopses eye droplets, and
Rip off the devils eyes from his sockets
With a rebels mind, i lift his soul and put it into my pockets and owned, I was the one to
Stop it, my job, as the metaphorical prophet
I gave him an exorcism, taught him
The special lesson
Picked him up like cotton, and broke free from my slavery
When I dropped him all the way to the bottom in hell
Hook x2
The collision, of possessions and blessings, is like ammunition and skin
Opposites
Change the directions of mirrors reflections, inspecting Perceptions, uncommon
With 6 senses, sick breaths nd flexing aggression, for the wreckage, by the
Second x2 withOUT any methods
Verse Two
If your trapped
With ya phone tapped
In the corner with no gat
And a flow spat, know that
You'll be aight In the globe black
Never hit the road jack,
Hit the gold jack, never hit the ho jack, hit the
Prozac, froze that, blow minds with my own raps
And pick up the scraps, i dont
Flow raps to be trendy like phone apps,
My arts and crafts, starts and graphs
The parts that adapt, see sonograms can't catch
The song that'll grab, your ear
And wake you up, give you a grasp of the greener grass,
Echoes of dead foes, are
Screaming as my hearts beating
But I just let my flow beat the hard demons
Each word im speaking be the weapons in the collesium,
The devils my only real
Enemy, so when I see him
I kill him, and I'm really ready, to be called
Legendary
Hook x2
Verse Three
Sunblock can't block my hot shotgun shots
I got the heat that the sun got, each
Composition goes hard
Melodies like Bachmann
Orchestrate the greatness, by
Complication, I see myself fading
When shit goes amazing, it's a maze in, the
World, I'm racing the world
Pacing the pearls of value in evaluation, several
Tests, I got the elevation, because when I rhyme I bend metal beyond
Gravitation, in the mental thru the devastations I'm levatating
And recreating and reimaginating
With the originations I made the saviors safer, in
The places, that I'm taking, in the places that I'm taking
Bridge