Dr. Dooom - Run For Your Life lyrics

Yeah, I'm first, they wanna sue me Why? Because I'm Doc Dooomie I'm the first, they mad 'cause they don't sound like Tupacky Shakur beat 'em out with the sales That's why I came with the John aka Dr. Dooom kabocky Now I got the work and guns we gotta get rid of ocky I'm usin harder pins, watchin' the Backyardigans With the gasoline on my eggs, sippin' gin The Son of Frankenstein's friend The scriptwriter in Hollywood who wrote the movie Ben Dodgin' the c**aine that make stars look thin Been in magazines with Liz Taylor boots With the skinny legs and bad skin They all meet up at the Mansion To get skeed up with Herman Munster and grandpa See if that's his grandfa' Two machines with Laundromat clothes My dog in the oven with his legs froze In refrigerator mode in a bu*terball turkey pose I put the Wolfman on the guest list for one of my shows Watch the Invisible Man pluck boogers out his nose The mummy get out and sleep with Smack-ola's hoes With gangrene between his toes Frankenberry meeting all the kids with they bows Word is bond, I'm turning those forest lights on Run for your life, they eating people Word is bond, I'm turning those forest lights on Pronto to the church steeple Word is bond, I'm turning those forest lights on Run for your life, they eating people Word is bond, I'm turning those forest lights on Pronto to the church steeple Radioactive Sasquatch, North American gorilla Midnight stroll, graveyard patrol 24 hours, infinite power, pirate boots Reading The Onion, barbecue feet, I like a crunchy bunion Zombie riddles, ten times worser than Dr. Giggles I'm just the a**istant, Dr. D will be with you in a minute Hold the skull of a mummy with the blood of Elvira You're soaking in it I get loose in the waiting room from Beetle juice Hopping to the mausoleum Uprocking with the zombie stiff like I'm Korean Stressing you out like two Persian Dudes in doo rags and camouflage jumpsuits At the Westside Pavillion, sticking out like a sore thumb You's a civilian, best to steer clear when I'm building Detonate the whole building Skeed in my spaceship dolo (I'll give you five hundred for the Wookie and Solo) Word is bond, I'm turnin' those forest lights on Run for your life, they eatin' people Word is bond, I'm turnin' those forest lights on Pronto to the church steeple Who's that guy that look like Dracula with fangs in the back of ya? The long coat and the black boat Blood on my hand from chewin' the intestines of the billygoat The leftovers from the lamb opposite to taste of ham Throw out better than the fingers in the frying pan The goop's under the meat to strip the first French Fries I can't stand frying man I just left the scene wit'cha spine in my hand I'm movin your schedule run over your body like MTA motor man Remove your esophagus off your shoulder Over the music equipment behind the band No place to come feed, you're where the monster stand Rip your face off, your face with the monster hand Then breakaway from them doin' the monster dance Woo, Southside cha-cha The fluids of the blood leak in the cabinets The damage of the peanuts and the raisinets Word is bond, I'm turnin' those forest lights on Run for your life, they eatin' people Word is bond, I'm turnin' those forest lights on Pronto to the church steeple