Music Video

MF Doom - Guinnesses (feat. Angelika & 4ize)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
4ize
4ize
Vocals
Stahhr
Stahhr
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Dumile
Daniel Dumile
Composer
Kimberly Richardson
Kimberly Richardson
Songwriter
Tony Hayes
Tony Hayes
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Metal Fingers
Metal Fingers
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Running desperately low on food
They were forced to turn back
Well, I'll be!
What's that villain doing?
[Verse 2]
Wait, Princess, your voice sounds familiar
Well it should, you see, DOOM wants me to marry him (What?)
But after seeing what he has done to our peaceful world, I despise him
He intends to destroy all of us if I persist in refusing him, even now
[Verse 3]
Sheitan never came so ill, he got skill
Met a brother from the grill that gave my spine chills
All thirty three nerves controllin' my curves
Common sense just swerved every time I got served
Stress, frustration, empty rhetoric
Cold as winter in Connecticut, compassion lackin' deficit
Thought it was love like, sent from above, you not a soulmate
More ways and actions of a primate
Who by low and census comin' faker than extensions
Pissed away all good intentions, outta here sister was missin'
Intuition, maybe it was me, I couldn't see
Holdin' onto fantasy, gettin' bitten by reality
[Verse 4]
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt
(Incoming!) Take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
And the P-O-W's get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
[Verse 5]
I shoulda deaded it from genesis instead of hittin' the Guinnesses
Now I'm free fallin', cursing at the street, bawlin'
He ceased callin', no appetite for feast darlin'
So deep all in, I bet he never stop ballin' women
Forsake God for the sin of a man
Sacrifice a whole life for a slice, over-stand?
Maybe it's a lack of pigment, loneliness imagine figment
Only got the car kitted to pull extra G's in it
Damn Jody, comin' with the okie-doke, pokie-poke
Steady rockin' boats, got me aimin' for ya throats
Sniper scope, weren't we supposed to elope?
Propose then ya froze, I don't think that I can cope
[Verse 6]
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt
(Incoming!) Take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
And the P-O-W's get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
[Verse 7]
Constant frustration, stemmin' from a no-win situation
Rushin' lust and fornication adding to the complication
Patience is a virtue, pain run deep when love desert you
Listenin' to whisperin', choosing chaos over discipline
Simpleton, life should really be a piece of Entenmann's
Relationship strengthenin', flower essence, penstemon
Gentlemen, my favorite shit, so I've never forsaken it
I persevere, make it fit, sculptin' and reshapin' it
Takin' sips off a fifth of it, passionate, intense
Incense candles lit, scandalous
Emotional bandages, why would he abandon this?
Guess he couldn't handle it, the boss is magnanimous
[Verse 8]
War wound, purple heart, love veteran
Morphine, pain killers, drugs and medicine
Anything just to forget the hurt
(Incoming!) Take cover, hit the dirt
On the front-line, there's casualties in the mind
And the P-O-W's get left behind
Mentally scarred for life, love is war
And some chicks are just too hard to wife
[Verse 9]
Oh boy, here we go!
How come all you college boys wear them faggotty-looking white shoes
They look funny as hell
Ah hell, looks like she got burnt laces
[Verse 10]
You didn't wash your neck
Sometimes we don't wash our necks, but that's okay
I washed my neck, take-take a look at my neck
[Verse 11]
Hold it right there, you!
Where you are going, there are no jokes
[Verse 12]
Oh boy, I'm beginning to think that armor plated Gargoyle doesn't like me
Written by: Daniel Dumile, Daniel Thompson, Kimberly Richardson, Tony Hayes
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