I'm currently remixing the entire Madvillainy album some 15 years after its release, cause i need to gauge myself against Madlib. Yeah, I been waiting for the new Madvillain for a while now. Every once in a while I hear that DOOM has recorded tons of trax, and he is telling us he’s getting closer. Madlib sends him beat CD over beat CD, but releases albums with Freddie Gibbs, that are cool but...
I'll release this album next september both Cassette and CD.
Note: the album will originally came out with a download card, and 4-page booklet/comic (the size of a CD booklet).
Includes unlimited streaming of Super-Villains Unite
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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Limited Edition Cassette
Cassette + Digital Album
High-bias transparent green cassette tape, includes a bonus tracks. Only 22 copies available!
Includes unlimited streaming of Super-Villains Unite
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
[Verse: MF DOOM]
The rest is empty with no brain, but the clever nerd
The best emcee with no chain ya ever heard
Take it from the Tec-9 holder
They've bit but don't know their neck shine from Shinola
Everything that glitters ain't fishscale
Lemme think, don't let her faint get Ishmael
A shot of Jack got her back it's not an act stack
Forgot about the cackalack, holla back, clack clack blocka
Villainy, feel him in ya heart chakra, chart toppa
Start shit stoppa be a smart shoppa
Shot a cop day around the way 'bout to stay
But who'd a know there's two mo' that wonder where the shooter go
'Bout to jet, get him, not a bet, dead 'em
Let 'em spit the venom said 'em got a lot of shit with 'em
Let the rhythm hit 'em, it's stronger in the other voice
We makes the joints that make 'em spread 'em butta moist
Man, please, the stage is made of panties
From the age of baby hoochies on to the grannies
Ban me the dough rake, daddy
The flow make her fatty shake, patty cake, patty cake
For fake, if he was Anita Baker's man
He'd take her for her masters, hit it once an' shake her hand
On some ol' thank ya ma'am an' ghost her
She could mind the toaster if she sign the poster
A whole host of roller coaster riders
Not enough tracks (is it?)
Hot enough black (for ya)
It's too hot to handle, you got blue sandals
Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal?
Do not stand still, boast yo' skills
Close but no krills, toast for po' nils, post no bills
Coast to coast Joe Shmoe's flows ill, go chill
Not supposed to overdose No-Doz pills
Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
Off sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet
Told ya, on some get-rich shit
As he get older he gets colder than a witch tit
This is it, make no mistakes
Where my nigga go?
FIGARO, FIGARO
O's beats and my rhymes attack
A scary act
All black like Ms. Mary Mack
Wait 'til you see 'em live on the piano
DOOM sings soprano, like, "Una, duociano."
My momma told me
Blast him and pass her her glass of Ol' E
Not to be troublesome
But I could sure use a quick shot of double rum
No stick of bubble gum
I like ice cream
We could skip the weddin'
Have a nice dream
She only let him stick the head in.
This track is like a gate to peaceful world for me. Every time i start playing the album, this song will take away all negative energy and throw me into complete zen dimension of my mind. Thank you for this album guys!:) fritol
Every single track on this slaps. I'm not nearly informed enough about hip-hop and rap music to give you a more insightful review, but please promise me you won't overlook this one. Ben Harris
