Red & Gold Lyrics - Operation: Doomsday - Mf Doom

I remember when, last past November when 

Clown kid got pounded in with the Timberlands 

They left him trembling, he was not remembering: 

Never tuck your denim in just to floss an emblem 

Some would debate you, "Wait, the fella ate gelatin 

Or he been listening in to what his weathermens was telling him" 

When I could feel it in my melanin, it's compelling 

Us to break them off, no reassembling 

No science-fiction to no theater near you, coming soon to 

Fuck with you frequently like how phases of the moon would do 

You could gather 'round like it was an eclipse 

Just don't look directly to the bitch, you may be blinded by the glimpse 

Pass the L, the last to tussle in them shirttails 

All hail, King Geedorah, the third rail 

700 volts holds rap to a standstill 

Fool ignore the rule, fuck up and get his man killed 

Two bottles of Dom got his hands filled 

And so goes the days of our lives as the hourglass sand spill 

And built with Passion and a glass of the 'Ze 

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And I knew it was the last day ... Wig-Twisting Season 

When some could get their wigs twisted back within reason 

Mostly with these crimes of treason 

And you'll be lucky if there's no squeezing even this evening 

From how he's feeling, thrilling choice of flow is sick 

He's the villain with the million dollar voice-throw trick 

He's like a ventriloquist, with his fist in the speaker's back 

Couldn't think of no uniquer track, nope, sneak attack 

It don't really matter how big them is. So much as a nipple 

Cause you could have a chick with D-Triple 

'Cept the nipple little. Just hot off the griddle 

Like how he do monkey rhymers, like Monkey-in-the-Middle by his damn self 

Ain't no average MC ahead of me 

Getting cheddar instead of the probably better pedigree 

With nicknames, sick games as Rick James 

Messy games, sci-fly such as Jesse James 

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Blast, I figure, ass-hawking ass titty licker 

Last one to walk up in, fast-talking city slicker 

Got bagged cause of the dirty chick with make-up 

Bail out quick for the 7: 30 wake-up 

My only backup was an A-cup, as far as May 

To when the leaves turn red and gold to Nimrod earthday 

All else? Worthless to say 

(And the lights went down and hey!) 

That's when I knew it was the first day ... Wig-Twisting Season 

When some could get their wigs twisted back within reasoning 

Mostly with these crimes of treason men 

And y'all be lucky if there's no squeezing even this evening 

It's like a mosquito, the much sweeter resent the act 

I been bent back since my Physical went back 

Since, Cultured more of my kin 

And for them I keep an L rolled in this hellhole 

Hold your head, use your head and hold, or be dead and cold 

In the worsest way, soon as the leaves show red and gold 

To 'round Nimrod release day 

And all else? Needless to say 

Wait a motherfucking minute!! true facts presented 

The names was probably changed just to protect who ain't in it 

The XP was three-quarters tinted, 4/5ths was converted 

The way his shit was twisted? Ask him if it hurted 

... Wig-Twisting Season 

When some could get their wigs twisted back within reasoning 

Mostly with these crimes of lying, and fronting, and cheating 

All types of different styles of treason