MF Doom – Captain Crunch lyrics

Their instructor is speaking

Eatin' Captain Crunch for lunch
Don't get your panties in a bunch
Shorty passed out, we coulda put the whammy in the punch
Had he a hunch, he could get set up like one Cosby
Slidin' off of three snowflakes like John Bosley
Remember Charlie's Angels?
They had to make some changes
Three broads with burners, exchange could get dangerous
Dude you never see will forever remain nameless
Two of them things black, the last one's stainless
Don't deal with the devil on a deep level
He see metal and sound off like a tea kettle
Blow a spot up lovely
With no reference to skin color, God don't like ugly
Wise man once said not to showboat
And treat the yacht the same way as a rowboat
Snakes'll hang theyself with they own rope
And watch a jewel transform to a known quote

Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Throw a mask on and go in

It's Mary poppin' y'all, shout to Michael Rooker
You with a mic is like a eunuch with a hooker
Pressure (pressure pressure) cooker
My confusion's organize
I'm the lord of light
Yandu with an arrow's like Eso with a gorgeous mic
Flow holy no gospel trap writin' like
Michael Crichton put the rap in Velocirap-tor, or
I hit you like a trap-door
When it rains it pours
No mental strains, but I stick out like Kurt Angle's temple veins
You got an empty brain
Enter in my lane, it takes balls like a gender change
People talkin' out they ass
Check for the double-cross like 2Chainz at Sunday mass
Hit you with the belly to belly, the suplex
On the roof of the duplex
Willin' to group sex with Steely Dan
Groot, fuckin' baby Groot
The ghost of Dave Brubeck
Alex Trebek, and Boba Fett
Who's next?

Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Throw a mask on and go in
(Ah, welcome welcome)

They can't handle the pressure
Tryn'a handle Inspectah
'Cause I eat 'em up faster than Hannibal Lecter
Couldn't plan it no better
Try me, you know better
I will fuck money up, Spike Lee and Mo' Better
Choose your battles more wisely
I wouldn't suggest you provoke
I stunt your growth like cigarette smoke
(Keep going)
I'm talking effortless flow
I tell the truth, the whole truth
So let the record show
I went from corner to corner
Took it block to block
Came from under the rock
Plus bottom to top
It's like New York City cab style
Picture me stopped
They gon' catch it like a fish when it officially drop
Just pre-order the slaughter
When you give it a listen
There'll be so many bars
We'll give you visions of prisons
So many haters among 'em
Though I never surrender
I'm like Jeremy Renner
Silent weapon, Avenger

Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Look out, run through your town on attack mode
Throw a mask on and go in

They call him CZARFACE
And man's worst enemy
(Oh, what's happening)
Czarface head on with one of the meanest mugs in the galaxy
The chrome bearer
Make sure your hoodie is on, and your boots laced
This adventure will keep you at the edge of your seat
Czarface, the baddest one man army to hit town
Always where the action is
CZARFACE
Rated R, Under 17 not permitted without parental supervision