Lyrics Beef Rap - MF DOOM
I
haven't
eaten
all
day,
how
am
I
gonna
do
this,
man?
Yeah,
don't
wait
for
her,
man,
don't
wait
for
her
I'll
tell
you
what,
man,
come
with
me
now
And
you
know
I'll
get
you
some
lunch,
I'll
hook
you
up
with
something
I
got
a
little
bank,
you
know,
no
problem
I
hear
you,
that's
cool
Alright,
it's
cool
Man,
can't
you
guys
just
wait
here
about
a
half
hour,
man?
Yo,
I'll
be
back
man,
I'm
just
gonna
munch
up
a
little
bit
man,
I'm
pretty
hungry
Yo,
later
we'll
come
back,
you
know
Here
you
will
find
food
for
your
body
As
well
as
comfort
for
your
troubled
mind
I'd
really
like
some
soup
Of
course
my
friend,
what
happened
to
your
hand?
Oh,
nothing
Oh,
food
at
last
How
did
they
get
here?
Regular
storage
procedure,
the
same
as
the
other
food
What
other
food?
Fish
(Food)
Protein
Now
what
happened
Well,
the
cop
got
Next
morning,
I
went
to
the
store
to
get
some
food
(Bread
and
butter)
They
arrested
me
I'll
save
you,
thank
you
Would
you
like
a
snack?
Thanks
for
the
drink
Chicken,
beef
or
turkey
Operation
Doomsday
complete
All
units
report
casualty,
damage
testing
Enough,
you
talk
of
the
people's
rights
The
people
have
only
those
rights
which
I
choose
to
give
them
And
that's
for
their
own
good,
believe
me
I
do,
DOOM
They
disappoint
me,
they
must
work
faster
But
the
prisoner
Ah
yes,
the
young
traitor
who
has
tried
to
turn
my
people
against
me
Watch
him,
I
have
special
plans
for
that
one
Beef
rap
could
lead
to
gettin'
teeth
capped
Or
even
a
wreath
for
mom
dukes
on
some
grief
crap
I
suggest
you
change
your
diet
It
can
lead
to
high
blood
pressure
if
you
fry
it
Or
even
a
stroke,
heart
attack,
heart
disease
It
ain't
no
startin'
back
once
arteries
start
to
squeeze
Take
the
easy
way
out,
phony
Until
then,
they
know
they
wouldn't
be
talkin'
that
baloney
in
the
bullpen
So
disgusting,
pardon
self
as
I
discuss
this
They
talk
a
wealth
of
shit,
and
they
ain't
never
seen
the
justice
Bust
this
like
a
cold
milk
from
out
the
toilet
Two
batteries
some
Brillo
and
some
foil,
he'll
boil
it
He
be
better
off
on
PC
glued
And
it's
a
feud,
so
don't
be
in
no
TV
mood
Every
week
it's
mystery
meat,
seaweed
stewed
(Food,
we
need
food)
He
wears
a
mask
just
to
cover
the
raw
flesh
A
rather
ugly
brother
with
flows
that's
gorgeous
Drop-dead
joints,
hit
the
whips
like
bird
shit
They
need
it
like
a
hole
in
they
head
or
a
third
tit
Her
bra
smell,
his
card
say,
oh
hell
Barred
from
all
bars
and
kicked
out
the
Carvel
Keep
a
cooker
where
the
jar
fell
And
keep
a
cheap
hooker
that's
off
the
hook
like
Ma
Bell
Top
bleeding,
maybe
fellow
took
the
loaded
rod
gears
Stop
feeding
babies
colored,
sugar-coated
lard
squares
The
odd
pair
swears
and
God
fears
Even
when
it's
rotten,
we've
gotten
through
the
hard
years
I
wrote
this
note
around
New
Year's
Off
a
couple
of
shots
and
a
few
beers,
but
who
cares
Enough
about
me,
it's
about
the
beats
Not
about
the
streets
and
who
food
he
about
to
eat
A
rhyming
cannibal
who's
dressed
to
kill,
it's
cynical
Whether
is
it
animal,
vegetable
or
mineral
It's
a
miracle
how
he
get
so
lyrical
And
proceed
to
move
the
crowd
like
a
old
negro
spiritual
For
a
mil'
do
a
commercial
for
Mello
Yello
Tell
'em
devil's
hell,
no,
sell
y'all
own
Jello
We
hollow
krills,
she
swallow
pills
He
follow
flea
collar,
three
dollar
bills
And
squeal
for
halal
veal,
if
y'all
appeal
Dig
the
real,
it's
how
the
big
ballers
deal
Twirl
a
L
after
every
meal
(food)
What
up?
To
all
rappers,
shut
up
with
your
shuttin'
up
And
keep
your
shirt
on,
at
least
a
button
up
Yuck,
is
they
rhymers
or
strippin'
males?
Outta
work
jerks
since
they
shut
down
Chippendales
They
chippin'
nails,
DOOM,
chippin'
scales
Let
alone
the
pre-orders
that's
counted
off
shippin'
sales
This
one
goes
out
to
all
my
people
skippin'
bail
Dippin'
jail,
whippin'
tail
and
sippin'
ale
Light
the
doobie
'til
it
glow
like
a
ruby
After
which
they
couldn't
find
the
villain
like
Scooby
He's
in
the
lab
on
some
old
Buddha
Monk
shit
Overproof
drunk
shit,
who'd
have
thunk
it?
Punk,
try
and
ask
why
ours
be
better
Could
be
the
iron
mask
or
the
Cosby
sweater
Yes
you,
who's
screwed
by
the
dude
on
the
CD,
nude
(We
need
food)
Wait,
bring
him
to
me

1 Beef Rap
2 Hoe Cakes
3 Potholderz
4 One Beer
5 Deep Fried Frenz
6 Poo-Putt Platter
7 Fillet-O-Rapper
8 Gumbo
9 Fig Leaf Bi-Carbonate
10 Kon Karne
11 Guinnesses
12 Kon Queso
13 Rapp Snitch Knishes
14 Vomitspit
15 Kookies
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