{MF DOOM} Tried to outrun ‘er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stung, slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin’ minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid ‘er as a larva Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons, would'a squashed it then Now he’s like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Comp ya fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn’t wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah nigga Just don’t drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin’, screamin', “Fug the police” With they brain on bugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts shot of Baluga, soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like is that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It’s all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it’s not gonna last He's just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off ‘Til she brought a blade to his knees said squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets (Don’t hurt me again)
Doom has a remix with Action Bronson on his and Alchemists song “Terry”. This is Doom adlibing on the beat or something. Don’t quote me on that. But Terry Doom remix is fire
[Verse] Tried to outrun 'er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stunned slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin' minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid 'er as a larva Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons would'a squashed it then Now he's like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Conquered fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn't wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah [CENSORED] Just don't drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin', screamin', "fug the police" With they brain on drugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts Shallom le'muka soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like missed that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It's all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it's not gonna last Just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off 'Till she brought a blade to re-release his squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then? Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets
LYRICS Tried to outrun ‘er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stung, slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin’ minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid ‘er as a llama Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons, would'a squashed it then Now he’s like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Comp your fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn’t wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah nigga Just don’t drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin’, screamin', “Fug the police” With they brain on bugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts Chillin’ wit lucre, soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like miss that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It’s all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it’s not gonna last He's just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off ‘Til she brought a blade to his knees [?] squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets
[Verse] Tried to outrun 'er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stunned slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin' minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid 'er as a larva Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons would'a squashed it then Now he's like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Conquered fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn't wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah nigga Just don't drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin', screamin', "fug the police" With they brain on drugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts Shallom le'muka soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like missed that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It's all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it's not gonna last Just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off 'Till she brought a blade to re-release his squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then? Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets
Amazing track, I got Alan to play this in Vancouver. He started up the beat then walked towards the crowd. Me in the front row I stood up tall and shouted “DOOM! DOOM!” right at him. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me for a sec, then briskly walked back to his mixer, pushed some buttons and announced “I got something special for y’all!” Dumile’s voice starts blasting through the speakers and I lose my mind. A moment I will never ever forget
"Bet your bottom wat of Washington's woulda squashed it then Now he's like a hostage in a box needing oxygen" the flow on this part is really well done, very nice very nice.
DOOM’S storytelling is Ivy league level 🥲🔥 like his penmanship should be study on a collegiate level fr RIP DOOM 🙏🏾
why did alan enunciate the R so hard
Why can’t we get a proper release of this track?!
No puedo parar de ver esta mierda, necesito ese remix para ayer
The last mf doom song
What is the first best?
STFU Alchemist, your ruining this...
he made the beat, he’s just hyping up doom chill
{MF DOOM} Tried to outrun ‘er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stung, slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin’ minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid ‘er as a larva Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons, would'a squashed it then Now he’s like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Comp ya fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn’t wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah nigga Just don’t drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin’, screamin', “Fug the police” With they brain on bugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts shot of Baluga, soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like is that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It’s all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it’s not gonna last He's just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off ‘Til she brought a blade to his knees said squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets (Don’t hurt me again)
Don't hurt me again!!!! LOL😂😂😂😂(slick rick....)lol
I wish I had the privilege of watching this dude on stage alive it would have been a magical experience
Truly Villian-ish to not release this banger
Doom has a remix with Action Bronson on his and Alchemists song “Terry”. This is Doom adlibing on the beat or something. Don’t quote me on that. But Terry Doom remix is fire
@@Dcn34wym , terry was supposed to have DOOM and Pitbull but DOOM was too late for his verse to make it to release
DOOM rapping like 04' on this, but it feels like it would go on the hidden notebook of rhymes
One of the best unreleased songs I’ve ever heard and it sung by the goat ❤ RIP MF DOOM
most HQ version of this verse i've heard so far, this is legit a historical artifact unless Alc/Bronson/DOOM's estate ever decides to drop the verse
this is fucking fire the washington bar is insane
[Verse] Tried to outrun 'er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stunned slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin' minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid 'er as a larva Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons would'a squashed it then Now he's like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Conquered fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn't wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah [CENSORED] Just don't drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin', screamin', "fug the police" With they brain on drugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts Shallom le'muka soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like missed that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It's all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it's not gonna last Just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off 'Till she brought a blade to re-release his squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then? Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets
DOOM WILL NEVER DIE
MF DOOM is one of the greatest MCs ever.
LYRICS Tried to outrun ‘er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stung, slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin’ minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid ‘er as a llama Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons, would'a squashed it then Now he’s like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Comp your fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn’t wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah nigga Just don’t drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin’, screamin', “Fug the police” With they brain on bugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts Chillin’ wit lucre, soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like miss that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It’s all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it’s not gonna last He's just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off ‘Til she brought a blade to his knees [?] squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets
🙏🏾
💔🙏🙏🙏❤️❤️❤️
Such a good song, wish he would just let the song play.
ye
Al fired them out start to finish incredible show🔥
[Verse] Tried to outrun 'er The chikungunya had 'em leg-locked Stunned slipping out of bed-cot Head hot, ready not Wait a cotton-pickin' minute, carver bitten by a black widow Why bother? Shouda rid 'er as a larva Starved her inner system like the best tape ate up Under pressure like under investigation straight up No chaser, ask for it like the victim First time she kissed him was the worst time she dissed him Bet your bottom wad of Washingtons would'a squashed it then Now he's like a hostage in the box, needing oxygen Breathe it in, came up out the swamp lands Conquered fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands Loose cannon, wasn't wrapped too tight, hair trigger A tendency to bust at the slightest tap, yeah nigga Just don't drop her, live round size nine Sometimes a mind of her own, sometimes a hive mind Thuggin', screamin', "fug the police" With they brain on drugs in a hot pan with no grease Keep your toes crossed, clothes off, rose quartz, so warm Yet still so cold, so froze warts Shallom le'muka soon as she step foot All hail the Queen like missed that of Hatshepsut Met her eyes, showed her what the trick was Sure to satisfy with more nuts than a Snickers does Love is a battlefield, scarred like Benatar It's all fair in lust and war ma, ven aca Caught up in the crossfire like Binaca blast Cockblockers hatin' like it's not gonna last Just a gigolo like Lee Roth from the tee-off 'Till she brought a blade to re-release his squeeze soft Cursed be the gin Be sure to bring the juice, lord, they thirsty as sin If this is the end, she worked at a ten Remember when we was just friends, then? Between the sheets Splash the beat, squirt skeet with the pen See 'em in the streets
Hoping The Alchemist releases the song one day...
This is a Bronson beat, I'm sure he will once he finds the right groove for it
@@zacknystrom5123 this is the official remix in my own mind, nobody can convince me otherwise
@@stateportSound_wavDOOM sent the verse too late. He was supposed to be on the OG. Crazy, lol
@@MilesOnTheCornerman I woulda pushed back the whole project for the DOOM verse alone 😂
I always wished we got Alchemist & DOOM this brings a tear to my eye.
There was another leaked song they did together, I wish Alchemist’d release this one though
Westsidedoom
MF DOOM special hidden gem 💎
Ok totally rad can you play this at my barmitzvah?
They needa play this at my funeral fs
This is the full song!!!! Yoooooo... I've been listening to the incomplete for a year or two now
i have been for a couple years now i neeeeeeeeeeeeeeed this song asap lol
The fans dont seem to quite understand
Been years now, still can’t believe he’s gone
😢
Especially now that we know that he died a preventable death that the hospital apologized for
@@withnail-and-i shit is a massive bummer.
This is basically it😂
thank you bro
you have the full set?
ruclips.net/video/vz_TOnMcLp0/видео.html
@@baspost2573 i mean the whole set during that show
I don’t
next month again man I'm looking forward to it! sadly Boldy had an accident so he wont be coming :(
i need it
Could they still release this ?
Comp your fans, clap your feet, stomp your hands
With or without Pitbull this needs to be released. It’s such a good verse from DOOM.
He need to stop sitting on this
fr
Amazing track, I got Alan to play this in Vancouver. He started up the beat then walked towards the crowd. Me in the front row I stood up tall and shouted “DOOM! DOOM!” right at him. He stopped in his tracks and looked at me for a sec, then briskly walked back to his mixer, pushed some buttons and announced “I got something special for y’all!” Dumile’s voice starts blasting through the speakers and I lose my mind. A moment I will never ever forget
Thank you thank you thank you
Did you manage to get the recording of the whole verse? This is definitely the best quality recording of it on RUclips!
Alchemist needs to publish the single already
Unfortunately my phone died when the video stops
@@baspost2573 NOOOOO
Part 3?
ruclips.net/video/vz_TOnMcLp0/видео.html
🥲
thank u
So hard I hope this gets released
It’s unfinished I think the alchemist said that he needed pitbull on it
@@connerbeanz8784 fr
@@connerbeanz8784 that sounds like it's finished perfectly tbh 😂
@@mmmyeah7 the full song is unfinished but the MF DOOM verse is finished
@@connerbeanz8784 I meant not having pitbull on it lol
Thank you!
Big Al holding on to arguably one of DOOMS hardest verses in his last few years to do it
He has to wait for Pitbull to get on the Terry remix
"Bet your bottom wat of Washington's woulda squashed it then Now he's like a hostage in a box needing oxygen" the flow on this part is really well done, very nice very nice.
Wad of Washingtons. Playing on the phrase "bet your bottom dollar".
Very very nice is an understatement
part 2: ruclips.net/video/ZUoGmbPLjL4/видео.html