Rapp Snitch Knishes MF DOOM (Ft. Mr. Fantastik)

[Intro: Mr. Fantastik & MF DOOM]
Yo (Yo)
MF DOOM (Mr. Fantastik)
Mr. Fantastik (Villain)
What up, nigga? (Ain't nuttin', what's the word?)
What's crackin', boy? (Same ol' shit, kid)
Man, these rap snitches, man (Different day, you know?)
Shit is bugged out, man, what the fuck, man? (Shit, you tellin' me)
Niggas runnin' their mouth (It's awful)
Tellin' everything, everything (Critical)

[Chorus: Mr. Fantastik, Mr. Fantastik & MF DOOM]
Rap snitches, tellin' all their business
Sit in the court and be their own star witness
"Do you see the perpetrator?" Yeah, I'm right here
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for years, uh
Rap snitches, tellin' all their business
Sit in the court and be their own star witness
"Do you see the perpetrator?" Yeah, I'm right here
Fuck around, get the whole label sent up for years, uh

[Verse 1: Mr. Fantastik]
Type profile low (Low), like A in Paid in Full
Attract heavy cash cause the game's centrifugal
Mr. Fantastic, long dough like elastic
Guard my life with twin Glocks that's made out of plastic
Can't stand a brown-nosin' nigga, fake ass bastard
Admirin' my style, tour bus through Manhattan
Plottin', plan the quickest, my flow's the sickest
My hoes be the thickest, my dro the stickiest
Street nigga, stamped and bonafide
When beef jump niggas come get me, 'cause they know I ride
True to the ski mask, New York's my origin
Play a fake gangsta like an old accordion
Accordin' to him, when the D's rushed in
Complication from the wire, testimony was thin
Caused his man to go up north, the ball hit 'em again
Lame rap snitch nigga even told on the Mexican