Captain Murphy - Between Enemies lyrics

[Verse 1: MF Doom] Uh, uh, uh Viktor wild islander, bringing out the child in him Singing out to silence who are more violent than heil Hitler He gets some looks, some bullsh**, pull over a dusty pull-over and a Pulitzer A must we must busty your crusty sub-woofer sister Foes is just bluffing, clear your nose from huff, puffing A glutton for bludgeoning and blood gushing, here you go stud muffing, it's nothing Get it on the get by, bet it on the dead guy, jet it on the red eye Too many make mistake fillers, not enough live wires, too many fake k**ers and jive sires Drop these bombs on a critic from a gra** knoll, everybody got one, your mom's is an a**hole SOB and smug to the utmost, cut it close and catch a slug to the gut, boast: word to Thutmose Whats worse? Clutch a purse close lady, we get more cheese bread for the baby, toast to Grady, 180 [Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt] I'm in the cut looking for some puss to pick apart Dirty, like us riding in a whip that really isn't ours Storming out the door, don't press record I hate my f**ing voice Trying to k** that noise, performing fill that void, slightly I'm swimming in water that's been dicey since landing And I'm owing these n***as nothing Like all I've been handing for free Don't pan your cameras to me, ho don't command me to speak I got these little n***as swinging from the banners Throwing facts in his pijamas Walking slow because the cameras keep his stamina weak And you can catch him like some halibut after a bad accident Trying to get jaw jacked right where the captain had pieced Out, Villain, Earl, Captain they commanding your street now Rapping good as mother f**ing janitors sweep now Get the business handled, get the cannabis cheap now It's a bunch of nuggets on him like sand on a beach towel [Verse 3: Captain Murphy] Captain's back (yay) [?] put the mic away (where?) Beside a microwave (oh) When I die I bet you might go wave He blowing bubbles at the pearly gates Took a stuffy with the king but only seen my face I'm writing darker pieces in my thesis I'm hiding in the park with all your nieces Trading head for Resse's pieces