Yo, this is Lord Doom
Bout to spit some heat
What you gotta repeat
All the time
Here we go
Bout to get nasty on this
Yo, yo
I be dreaming bout jewels
Big money cause cash rules
Driving Alfred in this bitch
Been schooling mad fools since high school
Keeping these bars cool like whirlpool
Refrigerator
I be bad like Terminator
The excellent eliminator
Of wack MC who try to be an impersonator of me
The lyrical MC from MD
Scratch the limit when it comes to Lord Doom
Im setting footprints on the moon
Thesе beats I find tune
Im the goon from black lagoon
March in thе platoon or get left in the dust like a buffoon
Old school, new school, Im bout to duck hoes
If you know, you know
Spitting rhymes in the cafeteria
Oh shit
The flow sicker than chlamydia
Hypothermia
Left in your bones
I sip 
Camp in your dome
And if you come home then I leave you ODing
Like foam, from the mouth
 this the life that Im about
Man Ive been searching for clout
I am the feeling, the mass villain
Leaving all your blood spilling
Because killings killing
But for now, Im just chilling
The illest, the chillest
No other one could feel this
The ladies with the kiss
Im mad bliss
And if you hate this than piss on fucking this
Check the motherfucking heat
Leave the record on repeat
Conceal my identity
All discrete
Yea
Pass it to the don
Im strictly tryin to cop those colossal-sized Picassos
And have papi flip coke outside Delgados 
Tienda, with cash flowin like Sosa
And a Latin chick transportin in the-
Stampedin over, pop Mos, never sober
Flexin Range Rovers dealin weight by Minnesota 
Avoidin NARCs with camcorders and Chevy Novas 
Stash in the building with this chick named Wilona 
From Daytona, when I was young, I wanted to bone her 
But now I only hit chicks who win beauty pageants 
Trickin and takin me skiin at the Aspens, ugh 
Gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal
Pack a black pistol in the Ac coupe thats dark brown 
Pinky-ringin, gondolas with the man singin
Italian music down the river with your chick clingin
To my bizzalls, player, you mad false
Actin hard when you as-as RuPauls
Cmon, cmon, uh-huh
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Now, what yall wanna do?
Its all about the Benjamins, baby
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
Its all about the Benjamins, baby
Brawlers, who be dippin in the Benz with the spoilers
Its all about the Benjamins, baby
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus 
Man its Retonic
Light years ahead like sonic
Such a sick flow
Highly Bubonic Im on it
Yes the rapping goes on and on and on
Man I be working til five in the morning
Bust off without a warning
Apollo
Remember Backyardigans
Yea fuck with my nigga Pablo
Yo hablo
Spanish with ease
Busting off quick as a breeze
Better duck quick when I squeeze
The mic
I got flavor like Mike and Ike
Man I think Im getting popular with all these likes
Sike
Feeling like B Rabbit, in eight mile
Yes its pretty wild the way she smiles
Suck my dick then she was pretty mild
Pissed off so much I might just hit a child with a car
Quoting Anthony, you know who you are
But let me change the topic
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mill, the ice grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be kickin me
In my asshole , undercover, Donnie Brasco
Left my East Coast girl the Bentley to twirl 
My West Coast shorty push the chrome 740
Rockin Redman and Naughty, oh, where my kitty cat?
Half a brick of yay in the bra where her titties at
And Im livin that whole life, we push weight 
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes in Penn State 
Listen close, its Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the MAC, my left hand spit
Right hand grip on the whip for the smooth getaway
Playa haters, get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off til Im empty, dont tempt me
Only to Hell I send thee, all about the Benjis, what?
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
 yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah