The name Viktor Vaughn comes from Victor Von Doom, the real name of Fantastic Four arch-enemy Dr. Doom.
Doom stated, in the song 'Doom on Vik': "Vik is more cutting edge, whatever the new stuff is or these new MC's are doing. But he still appreciates the old school art of rhyming. So there's still a level of sincerity to Viktors stuff, but it's still younger and newer, you know what I'm saying? And he rhymes over whatever beat, it don't matter." From another interview: "Like, Viktor, he supposed to be like a younger cat. Like, maybe a sophomore in high school type shit. So, his whole attitude has to be different. He's like, more spontaneous, spunky, you know what I'm saying? He got little funny stuff to say here and there. It's more from a younger guys perspective. I had to really get into character. It wasn't that hard, though. It's just a matter of remembering how it was back then at that time and just capturing that in lyrics." And also from another interview: "Viktor Vaughn is like a Bizarro Doom, if I can use that expression and whatnot. He's like the Doom from another dimension. But at the same time, it's another timeline, you know? Doom is known to dabble in science and technology here and there. But then Vik, in his dimension, technology might've been a little further along, so he had access to maybe quantum mechanics and all that a little earlier. He could devise a time travel machine, so that now you got Vik, he ends up in this dimension, but he's a little younger. He's a nineteen, kinda eighteen-year-old, kinda hotshot. He's a know-it-all kinda guy. But he's nice on the mic, know what I'm sayin? But he's still out of place. He's not even from here. But at the same time, he got that vigor, that young vigor that makes you say, 'It don't matter, like whatever. Like, well, y'all rhyme out here too, let's do it.' Nameen? It's really like I had to like make a Vik just so that I could speak for that other side. You know, because that side is valid too. We all remember being younger and kinda wild, a little rebellious. So I think that side needed a voice too."
Viktor Vaughn's debut album Vaudeville Villain was released on Sound-Ink Records September 16, 2003. The tracks were produced by Heat Sensor, King Honey, Max Bill (all of the Sound-Ink record label) and RJD2 (Saliva). The follow-up Venomous Villain was released through Insomniac, Inc. on August 3, 2004.
Rae Dawn
Viktor Vaughn Lyrics
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V, the beat bandit
Who bring heat from the mic
Unhanded, who ever go after
Burn their hands and lips, a lot of rappers
Ran and abandon their whips
It's just another day in the dunia
Don't leave your girl around v he might swoon her
Up and under the window, serenade like hakuna
Stay ahead of the game and cut her off soon or
Ever later, use her to carbonate her
Scoop her in the butter, soft of a spoon roof navigator
Or the land or the lex or the benz
A hundred and sixteenth by the hour of the africans
But they won't let you push him
One tried to get fly, almost had to mush him
If I wanted to wobble, I would've warned ass
Hit him with the phone, took the dough and tore ass
Want not, waste not, front not
They didn't see him dippin to the fiftycent blunt spot
V walk the town with space boots
Space suits, fucked up cut, but they
Still say his face's cute
To all the streets, what you staring at?
The sewer cat opened up and said: why you wearing that?
He said 'ow you want to snap
Pissface, the way you in everybody's buziness is a disgrace
At the park gate : halt who goes there
It's v the mc, who's nasty as nosehair
You may go he said : you should've been say so
Dripped him in cash, argentini and peso's
There you go, my good man
Buy something nice for the seed
And please keep it moving twice the speed
Consider this your fair warning
Or else I'll bring it to you express like airborne
Vaughn, drop a turd on the beat
And shoutout that little bird for the word on the street
He write vik in a sick, demented handstyle
And go bombin with a chick, who rips a rental van
While all he say : is you nuts
He really had enough of poon puts and crewcuts
Soupçonne, and I got a coupon
Chinese restaurant, asking for the great poopon
He said no, don't soy soysauce(? ?) And this ain't no burgerking
So you get no toy boss, ow ow
It's mirror o'clock, I think I'm sober
How about we think this over, over a can of king cobra
You ain't nicer than a loonatic shiesta
Aka the vicster, or the vic miceter
He wanted ;should he get a baldie
Or keep his edge up, v-shaped like by my waldy
But that is the question, he wonders why he always
Wearing hats in the sessions
Listen up, new drink
Named it after chong's daughter
Triple shot of yak, with the chaser of bong water
Com'on bring the slaughter
Triple shot of yak, with the chaser of bong water
The song "Rae Dawn" by Viktor Vaughn is a playful, fast-paced rap that showcases Vaughn's style of laidback, witty wordplay. The song is about Vaughn's (also known as DOOM) fame and how he attracts women wherever he goes. The lyrics talk about how Vaughn is a skilled rapper, able to burn other rappers with his rhymes and steal their girlfriends. He describes how he likes to serenade women outside their windows and use them to get what he wants. The lyrics also touch upon Vaughn's love for money, his disdain for anyone who messes with him, and his struggles with deciding whether to shave his head or not.
Throughout the song, Vaughn uses vivid imagery and wordplay to create a picture of a charming, yet dangerous individual. The song shifts between descriptions of Vaughn's skills as a rapper and his exploits with women, creating a sense of celebration and excitement. Ultimately, the song is about Vaughn's ability to live life on his own terms and take what he wants when he wants it.
Line by Line Meaning
I can understand it
I comprehend things well
V, the beat bandit
I am Viktor Vaughn, a rapper who steals the show with my beats
Who bring heat from the mic
I bring my fiery rhymes straight from the microphone
Unhanded, whoever go after
Those who try to take me on get burnt and humiliated
Burn their hands and lips, a lot of rappers
Many rappers have fallen victim to my scorching rhymes and are unable to rap anymore
Ran and abandon their whips
Some rappers even run away and leave behind their fancy cars after losing to me
It's just another day in the dunia
It's nothing unusual, just another day in the world
Don't leave your girl around v he might swoon her
Beware of leaving your girlfriend around me as I might charm her away from you
Up and under the window, serenade like hakuna
I might even serenade her under your window like in the movie 'The Lion King' and woo her successfully
Stay ahead of the game and cut her off soon or
It's better to end a toxic relationship early and avoid further complications
Ever later, use her to carbonate her
If you decide to keep her around, I might just use her as a drink 'carbonator' to mix my beverages
Scoop her in the butter, soft of a spoon roof navigator
I will treat her gently, like a scoop of butter on a spoon and navigate her through the good times and the bad
Or the land or the lex or the benz
I can woo girls with any type of car, be it a Land Rover, Lexus, or Mercedes-Benz
A hundred and sixteenth by the hour of the Africans
I can drive as fast as 116 miles per hour, according to famous African runners' achievements
But they won't let you push him
Other drivers won't let me overtake them, making it difficult to drive that fast
One tried to get fly, almost had to mush him
One driver got too aggressive, and I almost had to punch him
If I wanted to wobble, I would've warned ass
If I wanted to lose control of the car (wobble), I would have given a warning
Hit him with the phone, took the dough and tore ass
I hit the other driver with my phone, stole his money, and then drove away quickly (tore ass)
Want not, waste not, front not
Don't act tough or pretend to have what you don't have when you don't need it
They didn't see him dippin to the fifty-cent blunt spot
They didn't see me going to buy cheap marijuana cigarettes at the street corner
V walk the town with space boots
I walk around the town wearing space boots, looking fashionable and futuristic
Space suits, fucked up cut, but they still say his face's cute
I also wear space suits and have a bad haircut, but people still find me attractive
To all the streets, what you staring at?
I am asking everyone on the streets why they are staring at me
The sewer cat opened up and said: why you wearing that?
Even a stray cat in the sewer notices my unique clothing style and asks why I'm dressed like that
He said 'ow you want to snap
I have an attitude and I'm ready to argue with the cat
Pissface, the way you in everybody's buziness is a disgrace
I insult the cat and tell him he's a disgrace for being nosy about everyone's business
At the park gate : halt who goes there
I encounter a guard at the park entrance who questions my presence
It's v the mc, who's nasty as nosehair
I introduce myself as Viktor Vaughn, an MC (master of ceremonies) who's as unpleasant as nose hair
You may go he said : you should've been say so
The guard allows me to pass, but tells me that I should have disclosed my identity earlier
Dripped him in cash, argentini and peso's
I bribe the guard with Argentine and Mexican currencies
There you go, my good man
I tell the guard to take the money and go about his business
Buy something nice for the seed
I suggest that he spend the money on his children/family
And please keep it moving twice the speed
I urge him to move quickly and efficiently, and not waste time
Consider this your fair warning
I warn the listener/reader that I am going to say something important
Or else I'll bring it to you express like airborne
Otherwise, I will deliver my message to you quickly and directly, like an air express delivery
Vaughn, drop a turd on the beat
I announce myself (Vaughn) and say I'm going to rap over the instrumental beat
And shoutout that little bird for the word on the street
I give a shoutout to my informant (little bird) for giving me information about what's happening on the street
He write vik in a sick, demented handstyle
The informant writes 'Vik' (short for Viktor) in a crazy and twisted handwriting
And go bombin with a chick, who rips a rental van
The informant goes on vandalizing sprees with a girl who can rip apart a rented van
While all he say : is you nuts
The informant is unfazed by the chaos and responds casually with 'are you crazy?'
He really had enough of poon puts and crewcuts
The informant is fed up with promiscuous girls and guys with short haircuts
Soupçonne, and I got a coupon
I suspect something is going on, and I have a discount coupon
Chinese restaurant, asking for the great poopon
I go to a Chinese restaurant and ask for the famous mustard 'Great Poupon'
He said no, don't soy soysauce(? ?) And this ain't no burgerking
The restaurant owner says they don't have any 'soy sauce' and reminds me that this is not a Burger King
So you get no toy boss, ow ow
I won't be getting a toy with my meal, as in Burger King's kid's meals
It's mirror o'clock, I think I'm sober
It's time to look at myself in the mirror, and I think I'm now sober
How about we think this over, over a can of king cobra
Let's think this through while drinking a can of King Cobra malt liquor
You ain't nicer than a loonatic shiesta
I challenge others to think if they're really as good as me, a crazy and clever person
Aka the vicster, or the vic miceter
I have other names such as 'Vicster' or 'Vic Miceter'
He wanted ;should he get a baldie
I'm thinking about getting a bald haircut
Or keep his edge up, v-shaped like by my waldy
Or I might keep my hair trimmed in a V-shape like my friend Waldy
But that is the question, he wonders why he always wearing hats in the sessions
But I can't decide on my haircut, and I wonder why I always wear hats during music sessions
Listen up, new drink
I announce a new drink
Named it after chong's daughter
The drink is named after Tommy Chong's daughter (Rae Dawn Chong)
Triple shot of yak, with the chaser of bong water
The cocktail consists of three shots of Yak vodka and a chaser of bong water
Com'on bring the slaughter
Let's party and have fun
Triple shot of yak, with the chaser of bong water
Again, I mention the cocktail that has three shots of Yak vodka and a chaser of bong water
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: D Dumile, Mathew James Schmitz, Nathaniel W. Gosman
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