Mash’s Revenge J Dilla (Ft. Guilty Simpson & MF DOOM)

[Intro: MF DOOM]
Hey, he wants to get his girlfriend? Go get your girlfriend
Ay! And now...
You is 'bout to dance, like you ain't never danced before, aight?

[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
This one'll have you get the trash hash out the stash
As they say, "Ash to Ash" (They'll be mashed)
Jewels free rash, fools ask the mask need me?
I'll be peeing in the pool, ka-splash!
You may feel a slight drizzle
Villain—give a squealer a candlelight vigil
Couldn't find a healer with a whistle in the line of sight
And he hold the mic like a fistful of dynamite
They wonder how he built his C-note tower
All before zero hour it's tree grow power
Then he go shower to scour off the funk
And watch a so-called comp cower soft punk
The god is the oddest fella you'll find
Paid to speak his mind like Father Jealous Divine (Mash)
He came to rock the banquet, rank it
Along with two of the baddest broads to act stank wit, blank spit
Dilla raise the beat like a anchor banker
Overstand the Super plays the heat
Will shank a wanker
He drank a tank of angst, thank ya
Guess what? Chicken head butts
Hit a rhyme on time, like kicked 'em dead in the nuts
Oh... the victim had guts
Prepare to stick 'em, I'll slick 'em in the cut
Go... sell a spear chucker voodoo
Got'ed her off wholesale mare schmuck new spew
So... sell a beer trucker doodoo
Foes go to hell in a seersucker muumuu