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[MF Doom] Perfect hair, to the second power of forever Ask him do he need it? Hells yeah, now or never On a mission with friends of fair weather Sooner the better, off to Mt. Tuna, wear your leather prepared sweater And watch out for Catman my brothers He keep his strand slicked back like Scatman Caruthers A balding boy, sound like Janeane Garofalo Fiend for a sloppy fro, who seen the evil Coiffio? Not me yo, I'm leavin, I'm gone Even if him got them bomb weavin Kalikelon No more or less stress than your old boss The tears burn your eyes less than fresh S-curls sores And Brenda, the best girl lost Uncle grandfather bare chest was pearl gloss Earl tossed, there goes a whole tray of hamburgers Villain 'til they old and grey like olden day scamworkers Circa one nine seventy-one On the mic machine it seems his work will never be done He seeks the ninth level of power But weak geek might freak it in another hour or so, they call the fool retarded hair guy In school you could spot it when he nodded "Here, why?" I think his true name was Gerald The toupee, the male pattern anime herald A good laugh like the walk to the bank Songtextenot the plank, talk to the hand and the hot frank dog (*BEEP!!*} [Master Shake] Danger Doom it's Master Shake, hey buddy! Ah did you get those e-mails I sent? Umm, I'm still waitin, to hear from you I-I think, maybe you're, maybe you're in the shower Do you, are you in the shower? Okay But I'm still, totally, I got some other stuff Uhh, but I'm, I am committed more to doing yours So, if you can let me know, today That'd, uhh, that'll be great, okay?! Just, just gimme a call! And fa-for the schnizzle For to do the rap pizzle And again I'm really sorry, about that other one The call... Meatwad sucks Okay, call me back dog! {*phone hangs up*} Aus Songtexte Mania