Well Is He Ill? [yes]   Do he really fit the bill? [yes]   Spit to kill? [yes]   Keep things real? [yes]   Know the drill? [yes]   The ledge edge? [yes]   And still ...[yes]   And catch wreck at will? [yea]   2xs      Todays forecast, a slight chance of flurries   A slightly slim chance they might dance to worries   I won't know to say, break thru a cut away   Doom like the rain known to come back another day   Like this day like now-a-day be right there   Like [I, O, A], gimme half a light year   Same time it take y'all to drink a light beer   Feel the wrath of the tooth just like the cast of nightmare   Whoever got the cash, the mic, they both right here   What more can I say? keeps your sights clear   Bare facts, strip you naked to bare backs   The [owner] cant do jack rare tracks for your earwax   Oh snap! You hear that? Naw   Doomsday way up in the cut like maw and paw   When he come out he dumb out   There he go!   The villian with the illest flow in all of mexico   All foes on some when he leave out let me know   Just soes I can breath out before I let go   Rappers is like saschmo that you best know   Invested free dough like matthew lets go!   Sh-- followed by hail storm, snow and earthquakes   Give out more toothaches than first birthday cakes   The more we reverse scripts the worse they fate   To beat cha'll with dimes on dummy [ambesol shake]   Now u got a rhyme tummy ache by mistake   Can't call it, can't call jake, call cannonball face   [dig tapes] and stay in great shape,   Today's rap game is like one big date rape   M-F! the name ring bell like ring ding dong      He can never be wrong like ling ting tong   Once heard a hit song, sounded like an annoying gong   Tt's so wack, I didnt wanna hit the bong   Now who get iller with the pen than I do?   And in it just to get the benjamin like netenyahu? [not you]   Let the god bless you like Achoo!   Get you like whats that on your chest clook! gotchu   [PMS deep] good for you its shredded wheat   As well as getting shredded by the metal headed lead feet   Sun 'em and done 'em like a dad thats dead beat   Beat him like a dead horse nasty as red meat   Doom memorize rhymes and still forgot   Call it how he see it and kill a shot, like willard scott   In the place to be like no iller spot   To spill a knot, it's like a chilling thriller plot   Starring the villian as the black jesus   If it ain't yack or the jack is the grey goose   [stoke] can stay loose off grape juice regardless   Never-the-less did his best on the retarded test   Was trick questions, always kept a cheat sheet   On the microphone, a repper before beat street   And beat meat that MF doom he stay tru   If u online check the site and FAQ      Is He Ill? [yea]   Do he really fit the bill? [yea]   Spit to kill? [yup]   Keep the game real? [yup]   Know the drill? [yup]   The ledge edge? [yea]   And still [yea]   Can he catch wreck at will? [yea]   Is He Ill? [yea]   Do he really fit the bill? [yea]   Spit to kill? [yea]   And keep things real? [yea]   Know the drill? [yup]   The ledge edge? [yup]   And still [yup]   Can he catch wreck at will? [yea]