Step N Fetchers Dr. Dooom

[Intro]
Yeah! A special bulletin
Dr. Dooom

[Verse 1]
Now I'm lookin from the outside, a lot of soul sellin
Tuxedo rebellin, they posted up with a lot of Duke Ellin'
Retarded storytellin
Blacks with white lips, chewin chicken and watermelon
Corporate tapdancers, they sap dancers
Monkies with money with cups
On they feet, they sing and rap on every beat
They can't seem to notice, the glamorous
Slick three marble soundcheck floors
I guess the demons soundcheck yours
The Betty Boo's of rap
They make you lose in rap

[Hook]
Stephen (yessir!) Fetcher (I'll fetch it)
Tap dance (I'se ready) Monkies with a cup

[Verse 2]
Go head up there, and play the guitar
Look like a starving slave, what way are you trying to pave?
Youse a artificial, piece of tissue
Takin up space in another issue
The public stay laughin, I don't have to get you
Youse a test tube baby
The test tube Cag' Lacey
You too Sammy Davis'd out to face me
With one eye on Broadway, how you gon' face me
In broad day, with the food tray?
Flyin your way, out of Rahway
Your hand turn spicy, sautee
Soakin in the Oil of Olay
Upsettin your stomach, girl got you takin fart pills
A lot of Rolaids
You think you somethin, with rubber bands on your braids