Mad how he expand work but won't show 'em
After you who's last, it's Doom, he's the worst known
Damn, he could really use a room or a whole key
So and he's a jerk and you don't know him
Off a two or three Heines and boy was they fine gee
Rock it to a worst clone just don't curse the throne
Such was the magnitude of the typical villain
The underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded
Yes sir, request permission to be candid, granted
One Black, one Spanish, one Chiney
I don't think we can handle a style so rancid
Grab him off the shelf, he's the villain and what about him?
Don't mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly
And the most magnificent gadgets imaginable
And just like he said, I coulda told ya
Which could lop the head off
True dat, she gotta wonder do she come with kneepads
Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries
Silly Goose, Doom is too jokey
This villain rose to incredible new heights
It is explained by a more comedic villain}
Yeah, y'all you could say, it's an earful
Of money-making, revenge and extortion
It keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree
The best, any who profess will be remanded
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone
What a call, what a real butterball?
It's ain't funny nigga
Either I get a strike or strike out, gutterball
Of a marble statue once propelled}
Pan it, can't understand it, ban it
On his own microphone bring it everywhere he go
With knives inside pockets, prepare for the brawl
MF, the holder of a boulder, money folder
Rock it like yeah, for the four
It's crucial, you could see it in his pupil
All rise, so far art as a Rupple
Keep it low key, known to pull a okey dokey
Don't sign me I'm about to get a mil without 'em
That'll have your boom blown or even thirst bone
{With notorious world takeover schemes
Villains rapidly grew healthy cash flow
So he can bring it to you live in stereo
Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads
They flipped it like matted, did the old jazz standard
So raw break it down and make quadruple
{The muscle bound karate expert
Poor guys, what a cypha moreso four eyes
Money folder
{The bald headed, Doom
Concealed a razor edge
And this time when he get it he'll waste it on somethin' useful
Like getting juiced off a deuce, deuce of cokey
Beware, do not touch mic, be careful
