Dr. Dooom - The Countdown lyrics

Yo, I'm nice to k** that man, bill that man The Dr. Doomuhlist, let's zoom to this They spread word and rumor this They think they pro but new to this They walk on stage like pooh putts, they new nuts 'Diesel Truckers', Dr. Dooom zoom Dr. Boom Boom move all you nuts These cats are stuck in a rut Fruit wearers, fake suit wearers I'm behind them like Michael Myers in the mirrors One chop to you, in hip hop should do Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (Step up and get chopped down) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (We takin' over your town) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (Man, how that sound?) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (With a face like Jason when he drowned) What's the real word on the urgy man? White people love me like Fergie, man Move out on the highway in a black Ford My Black and Decker equipment in the dirty van Takin' Octagon in a coffin up to see Dan Talkin' on the pre-plan I'm monstered out this mother with three hands All mule meat wrapped up in Saran Comin' from Iran, Barkley, remarkably awesome In the back of the pickup truck we toss 'em That's me with the skully cap with the skully rap Ridin' up Slausson, sending Austin With dead bodies comin' in FedEx from Charleston Hamburger grind 'em from South Carolina The esophagus comin' in from China Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (Step up and get chopped down) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (We takin' over your town) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (Man, how that sound?) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (With a face like Jason when he drowned) Now the word is out, big Doc Doom is out The zoo is closed, when I take the gorilla's home Fill the fish tanks up with Patron Decorate the aquarium with the Great Dane's jawbone You can't make no phone calls right now 'Cause that's my dog phone Pickup the truck, the wheels fall off I say doggone The birds fly I punch a bull in his eyes Pull the horns off his head Rodeo head doctor his head 'til he's turnin' red Look up, you see the elephant layin' in my bed Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (Step up and get chopped down) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (We takin' over your town) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (Man, how that sound?) Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one (Ah ah ah) (With a face like Jason when he drowned)