[Intro: Dr. Doom]   My servants began to forge what was to become the most dreaded costume on   the face of the earth.   [sound of metal being forged]   The last thing to fit was the mask, when it conformed to my twisted features   in comfort.      [Verse One: MF Doom]      He cleans his metal mask with gasoline   Then after I'm last seen   Pullin' a chick like a fiend   Pull a fast one   Can't put shit past him   Got niggas on his own team mad enough to blast him   Retarded in real life, on the mic Rain Man   Stand close to his main man like a chain gang   Who give a fuck about who or they fancy crew   That's no mystery that Hardy Boys do with Nancy Drew   Sorta with her drawers down quarter   The extorter bring slaughter like "Well I oughta"   I suggest you hand over the formula dulia?   A villain in your land, in his land a ruler   Hard hitting like puffin a woola with Lieutenant Uhura   Everyday feel like its an off day with Ferris Bueller   Brother pull heat to prove they're not sweet   No matter how you spell it, we still got beats      [Verse Two: Kurious]      We question how we live   Question, what we give   Take it to the next leave 'em where they can't see me   Still they judge but they be butt ass   Switch that wig like a muppet   Keep it simple, can't truss it   Light's the fuel   Mic is the tool   Drink Jack, kick back, drop jewel   Finish what I start   Mastered the art   Livin' hell can't explain the inhale confuse it more   Cop the .44   Contemplate meditate   Dictate   I direct my direct fate   Coming of late   Kurious   Can I say shit   Do it for CottleRock, do it for K.Nit   K-N-I-T, Sub R-O-C   Only we save we      [Verse Three: MF Doom]      By candlelight my hand will write these rhymes 'til I'm burnt out   Mostly from experience, shit that I learned about   Topics and views, generally concerned about   With different ways to coincide earned clout   I take a look at my life I taste the trails   From Tablik and savage females   With fake nails to face scales   You out your frame for still baggin' 'em too   You know I know   These hos be asking me if I'm you   Like my twin brother we did everything together   From under ? to coppin butter leathers   Remember when you went and got the dark blue Ballys   I had all the different color Cazale Cazales   But SubRoc, you shoulda went with the Ruby and the old Ock   Truly the illest dynamic duo on the whole block   I keep a flick of you with the machete sword in your hand   Everything is going according to plan man