Karaoké Rapp Snitch Knishes MF Doom & Mr. Fantastik

Yo

Yo

Mr. Fantastik

MF DOOM

Mr. Fantastik

Villain

What up nigga

Ain't nuttin' what's the word

Same ol' shit kid

What's crackin' boy

Man

These rap snitches man different day you know

Shit is bugged out man

What the fuck man

Shit you tellin' me

Huh

Niggas runnin' their mouth

Tellin' everything

Everything

Everything critical

Rap snitches

Rap snitches

Tellin' all their business

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

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

Type profile low

Like A in Paid in Full

Attract heavy cash 'cos the game's centrifugal

Mr. Fantastik

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 'cos they know I ride

True to the ski mask

New York's my origin

Play a fake gangsta like a 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

Rap snitches

Tellin' all their business

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

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

True, there's rules to this shit

Fools dare care

Everybody wanna rule the world with tears for fear

Yeah yeah tell 'em

Tell it on the mountain hill

Runnin' up they mouth bill

Everybody doubtin' still

Informer

Keep it up and get tested

Pop through your bubble vest or double-breasted

He keep a lab down south in the little beast

So much heat you would've thought it was the Middle East

A little grease always keeps the wheels a-spinnin'

Like sittin' on twenty-three's to get the squealers grinnin'

Hittin' on many trees

Feel real linen

Spittin' on enemies

Get the steel for tin men

Where no brains but gum flap

He said his gun clap then he fled after one slap

Son shut your trap

Save it for the bitches

Mmh delicious

Rap snitch knishes

You know what I'm sayin'

It's terrible

Crazy man

I'm just analyzin' this whole game

This is bugged out man

Niggas is snitchin'

Tellin' on they own self

Fuck around

It's a horror yo and get everybody bagged man

Atrocities

Fuck around and get yo' mama bagged nigga

You know your grandma used to be bootleggin'

Fake hustlin' nigga

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Yeah it's a good one

Perpetrator

Yeah I'm right here