- Votes:
- Composers:
- Hugo
- Chad / Williams
- Pharrell L.
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- mf doom
- rap
- underground hip hop
 
King Geedorah - Anti-Matter lyrics
From Venus to Mars back to Earth
 Back to the X P O Satellite
 It's show time nigga King Geedorah on the boards
 (King Geedorah)
 MF Doom and I am Mister Fantastik
 Expeditiously I be on my grizzly
 Feds try to creep me somehow always miss me
 Mister Fantastik put the busy in the bee
 Rock from the bottom straight to the tizzy
 Who is he? He need to get out more
 Or either get outta here like some dang outlaw
 Standing like Lurch no herb in the record bin
 Called him for a random search curbside checkin' and
 It's on nigga on and crackin' like digg 'em lips be smacking
 Running off at the mouth steady talk bout us
 On some shit they overheard but enough is enough
 Yeah, it's neither here nor there black
 Warfare in your ear clak clak clak clak clak
 What's that your hearing things tat tat tat tat tat
 Be wearing your thinking hat
 No matter how hard they try they can't stop us now
 We got King Geedorah on the boards with that golden sound
 (Are you serious)
 They don't know how we get down when we're out uptown
 (Deadly serious King Geedorah)
 So when you see us in the streets don't be fuckin' around
 (Perfect)
 A hundred things on the re up of course I'm living fat
 My Mercedes outside nigga where yours at
 Top down on a good day the K the I the wood way
 Got cats thinking should I stay fuck what the hood say
 King Geedorah - Anti-Matter - http://motolyrics.com/king-geedorah/anti-matter-lyrics.html
 Niggaz wanna rob me now bitches wanna slob me now
 Hoes didn't holla last year feel sorry now
 Practice jump shot Reggie Mil, Reggie Miller, Robert Horry now
 The nigga that you with played like Atari now
 Lyrically unorthodox I flow continuous
 Never on a straight path I'm known to bend a twist
 Put it down from the Suburb to the Tennament
 You bet against me but wanna wonder where your money went
 I get the cash take niggaz out like trash
 Known to stack a mean stash they used to call me pure math
 Back in the days all I did was stay paid
 But as they say in the south bitch gimme some head
 Excuse me mister, do she got a sister?
 Who he not to kiss her true she do got a blister
 Not a movie plot twist like a twister
 If I needed my meat burned I'd go to Sizzler
 Getting paid like a biker with the best crank
 Sprayed like a high ranked sniper in the West Bank
 Type to just blank and don't show much pitty
 When I'm in the city I always keep a dutch with me
 Touch her titty till she ask me where the trees is at
 Or tell me don't squeeze that rats wanna tease a cat
 Let the dog beg wait up
 Who talking Doom with the hog leg straight up New Yorkin'
 No matter how hard they try they can't stop us now
 (That's correct)
 We got King Geedorah on the boards with that golden sound
 (King Geedorah)
 They don't know how we get down when we're out uptown
 (I just can't stand the guy)
 So, when you see us in the streets














