MF DOOM - Guv'nor (BADBADNOTGOOD Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1] Peep the smooth grooviness of lyrical ooziness With scalding ash and pumice rock like Mount Vesuvius The one that scorched up all those folks there Still frozen in their very poses when the smoke cleared Raining fire, barbecue meat 'til It's mesquite of the grill balled up in a fetal They like them pickled and smoked Beer battered, deep fried up if it's a joke It's on yall to serve man, the cook book Whoever don't find it too funny to look, look With clear eyes, and skies that's easily clouded I wonder how come the graveyards ain't over crowded Know about it - missing children are delicacies Tender with the skin, bone-in, many recipes Fresh from out the oven, bruh And what cut would you prefer, Guv'nor? [Verse 2] Vocals spill over like the chilling words of Jehovah Or the cup that runneth - let's keep it a hundredth It's just in time for the world harvest No matter if you're stinking filthy rich or impoverished On or Off-line They're out to get that new new white meat, the fourth kind The plot thickens like a pot of hot chickens Few choose to mix it with the lot of rotten pig skins And get caught up in the rapture Led to the slaughter like cattles off the pasture Give them back their pieces These bloodthirsty gods eat you like mac and cheese wiz Devoured alive, adrenaline is hot sauce Only thing could save you is melanin if you're not lost Similar slaughter to Sodom and Gomorrah Flee from out the horror and you might can see tomorrow War time, they snack often, baby-back orphans All was sent back from two tours was empty coffins Now here's your portion, fresh from out the oven, suh Prepared medium rare, Cheers, Guv'nor!