[Gorillaz feat. MF Doom]

Slow it down some 
No split, clownbum 
Your gold hit sound dumb 
Hold it now, crown 'im 
Where you found them at? 
Got 'em 'round town 
Coulda drowned in it 
Woulda floated bloated, 
voted sugar coated, 
loaded hip shooter 
Draw for the poor 
Free coffee at the banks 
Yip through the straw 
None more for me, thanks 
That blanks the raw 
That dang sure stank lit 
Sank past the pit for more hardcore prank spit 

Crank it on blast 
Roll past Front Street 
Blew the whole spot 
Like some old [bad word] with skunk meat 
These kids is too fast 
Juiced off a junk treat 
Who could get looser off a [bad word] or a funk beat? 

Something started today 
Where did he go while you wanted to be? 
Well, you know November [bad word] 
And it's gone away 

Something started today 
Where did he go while you wanted to be? 
Well, you know November [bad word] 
And it's gone away 

Baha, can you dig it like a spigot 
My guess is: yes you can like, can I kick it? 
Wicked 
Liquor shot 
If you happy and you know it 
As you clap your hands 
to the thick snot of a poet flow it 

Broke a pen and I'm in 
Cope hymen 
Dope or rhymin' all worth it then 
the hope diamond 
Required off the black market, 
or wire tappin' 
Couldn't target a jar of spit 
The rapid fire spark lit 

Zzzzt! 
rapper bug zapper 
And it don't matter after 
if they's a thug or a dapper 
Plug yer trap or it's maximum exposure 
The beast got family in numbers 
asking 'em for closure 
Aw, send 'em a gun an tell 'em 'clean it' 
Then go get the nun 
who said her son didn't mean it 
She wore a filled-in thong, 
a billabong 
And said, nah, fo'realla 
The Villain in a Gorillaz jawn? 

Something started today 
Where did he go while you wanted to be? 
Well, you know November [bad word] 
And it's gone away 

Something started today 
Where did he go while you wanted to be? 
Well, you know November [bad word] 
And it's gone away 

It's... It's gone away