Dr. Dooom - Simon lyrics

Yeah, Simon, I'm talkin' to you, this motherf**er right here's for you You got a lot of motherf**ers comin' up on your show And you try to act like you motherf**in' judgin' every f**in' body You ain't no motherf**in' body f** American Idol, Simon and his whack a** He can kiss the bottom of my foot and Paula can kiss my black a** That show is for no pro, it's for a jacka** I piss on the ratings with a scuba diving tank with a German mask The type of guy to defecate on jazz and bluegra** Paint your face black I guarantee all your a**ets You'll leave with a blue a** I'm that insurance guy that come with a tow truck When your Maybach crash These microphone n***az with big budgets is trash La**ie type n***az who don't bark back They sneak bite n***az I'm ready for combat with poison down on the floor You come up and test my sh** like a rat You pick a spot where you think you f**in' hot And watch me wipe my a** wit'cha baseball cap I piss on your pants from the Gap Your b**h be f**ed up with Noxzema on her face With a headwrap That sh** your spit to everybody is head crap f** with Franklin Fred rap You're just a man sneakin' back through a crack in rap Flip your f**in' toupee like a flapjack You a sap in rap, that b**h ain't got no fat a** in the magazines That's mad flat, she's just hyped up with a corny basketball a** That's mad fat, in fact she's a DVD, homeless cat Somebody I wouldn't want to dance to my track Or put on some pants to my track How you gon' stand there? You better be in a b-boy stance to my track Everybody flippin over a bullsh** thong in your bu*t crack Now I'm hyper toned up with a Corona She ain't got gas in her a** to get from Corona She's a roommate livin' on a budget from a loaner A grown-a** woman flyin' back and forth to a yellow Toyota f**in' with some cornbread Ten carat gold chain n***a that look like Yoda How the f** you gon' represent plastic surgery? Yo' a**, movin in with the club promoter How long you gon' do that sh** 'til you get older and bolder? With strength from the bu*t needles I'm that n***a that's low-key in the spotlight Watchin' your peoples on some real life I'm surreal trife, watchin' these girls out in Vegas Askin' Carmelo Anthony to turn on they Con Edison lights Yeah, We rule, Dr. Dooom is in the f**in' room Now you take that motherf**er personal, I want y'all to cover your a** I'ma be there, motherf**er I'ma be there Right in the back of your f**in' dandruff, right on top of your hair Yeah