DOOM Unto Others CZARFACE & MF DOOM

[Intro: Samples & MF DOOM]
Viktor, any ideas?
We came, we came
We came, we came, we came
We came, we came (Ten feet, nigga)
We came, we came, we came
DOOM, what you think of them? (Aight, yo)

[Verse 1: MF DOOM]
They're mostly all on dork mode, molder than pork glow
Foretold, feed 'em a whole fork load
More bones than old in front of the store where it's more cold
Made more gold probably than all the box of horse show
Copped, threw some rocks up under the door mold
Fiend picked the lock, squat, shit was a foreclose
Villain, more racks than triple X pornos
One fall through the crack, he comin' back to get all those
They lying, straight faced, stay intact with a long nose
You can't change that (You know) how the song goes
Thicker than the spinners with dudes who drawing pinners
Of dirt weed, Manilla envelopes, tinfoil TV dinners
We're all beginners, touch soil in the winter
Stash box of fresh Timbs, top grill, all glimmer
Shine burn your eye if you try to fly
Could be your turn to fry if you burn the pie, bye