Closer

Go with the wind, nothing can help but me Physically, mentally Spiritually not nowadays Madvillain get more spins than The power plays These hymns earned him a tower of praise Wet more Timbs than agua from shower sprays First dropper to the last The same way the super got hit's for that ass Put so much heat out on the street He lock his self up and Put the beat on repeat Stamp here go a kite to the world It's more nasty than what you Write your so called girl Tramp a spade is a spade Spit blades like V playing with grenades Say these black negros is crazy Hey these wack trees don't even phase me Part of a new race chrome face 24 7 stay screw face play home base You'll never come closer to where They want to be The soldiers in the out field With or with out a deal Is it all about the steal You'll never come closer to where They want to be Ask yourself the same question Don't mention it to him or Any of his henchmen This flows style in exceptionally It grows wild and split's exponentially Go with the wind, nothing can help but me MF DOOM, Quas high like sky scrappers Quasimoto gettin more ass than toilet paper Who Astro Black on attack you up on the bozack Know smarts, lightweight Bald head like Kojak Kinda like a wild cat out of his habitat Tryin to grab the door mat Close to the combat like willie the Shake Holdin a black cross ya hat toss Ya'll niggas up on some skinny dip Looking at his henny sip With the lips of pretty chicks Sucka's tryin to penny flip Niggas looping any shit Look at it, I can't win His will is stoom of it He out here, and it's down right He don't get off my back Jack, what's the matter with y'all I'm out here with the Cats putting down dollars Yo, yo What's the password, curse word, last word Huh It be the fat serve, mass nerve, black bird You'll never come closer to where They want to be Quasimoto down with Madvillian All up on our shit while Y'all niggas all be stealin' You'll never come closer to where They want to be always on the up and up Dropping heat for heat Y'all psychos always fucking up Never fake, no flake upon flake cake Break cheddar better than your top Ten ahead of ya Go with the wind, nothing can help but me Look at them cat's and kitties bein' sad You're hungry ain't you baby? And the cats say yea We've been diggin' so hard What you're putting down We didn't preface, hey we grooved Well, we gotta take it easy here We wouldn't wanna go ahead and Order up something you might Not like would we? Nate, said You put it down, and we'll pick it up None stop stop singular sound- And he said stomp upon the terror! They did, he said lift your miracle to money The money up, he said lift you up In your arms with him He said higher higher higher!