Doomsday
Daniel Dumile Lyrics


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Mic check...
Come through, dig the sound!
Crowd around!

I used to cop a lot
But never copped no drop
Hold mics like pony tails, tight, and bob alot
Stop and stick around
Come through and dig the sound
Of the fly brown six-o sicko psycho who throws his dick around
Bound to go three-plat
Came to destroy rap
It's a intricate plot of a b-boy strat
[PEM Stack or vmstat], cats get kidnapped
Then release a statement to the press - let the rest know who did that
Metal Face terrorists claim responsibility
Broken household name usually said in hostility
Um... what... it's MF, you silly
I'd like to take "Mens to the End" for two milli'
"Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!" That's a audio daily double
Rappers need to fall off just to save me the trouble, yo
Watch your own back
Can't even go out alone, black
Stay in the zone - turn H2O to Cognac
On Doomsday!
Ever since the womb 'til I'm back where my brother went
That's what my tomb will say
Right above my government, Dumile [Doom's real name is Daniel Dumile]
Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
I wrote this one in B.C. D.C. O-section
If you don't believe me, go get bagged and check then
Cell number 17, up under the top bunk
I say this not to be mean, wish bad luck or pop junk
Pop the trunk on See-Cipher-Punk, leave him left scraped
God forbid, if there ain't no escape, blame MF tape
Definition "super-villain": a killer who love children
One who is well-skilled in destruction, as well as building
While Sidney Sheldon teaches the trife to be trifer
I'm trading science fiction with my man the live lifer
A pied piper holler a rhyme, a dollar and a dime
Do his thing, ring around the white collar crime
Get out my face, askin' 'bout my case, need toothpaste
Fresher mint, monkey-style nigga get [Denta-Dent]
And dope fiends still in they teens, shook niggas turn witness
Real mens mind their own business
That's the difference between sissy-pissy rappers that's double-dutch
How come I hold the microphone double-clutch
C.O.'s make rounds, never have 'ox found
On shakedown, lock-down, wet dreams of Fox' Brown
On Doomsday!
Ever since the womb 'til I'm back where my brother went
That's what my tomb will say
Right above my government, Dumile
Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
Doomsday
Every since the womb 'til I'm back to the essence
Read it off the tomb
Either engraved or unmarked grave, who's to say?
Pass the mic like "Pass the peas like they used to say"
Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk
I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool how ladies from Cali talk
Never let her interfere with the Yeti ghetto slang
Nicknames [? off nipple and tip of nipples?].metal fang
Known amongst hoes for the bang-bang
Known amongst foes for flow without no talking orangutan
Only gin and Tang
Guzzled out a rusty tin can
Me and this mic is like yin and yang
Clang! Crime don't pay, listen, youth
It's like me holding up the line at the kissing booth
I took her back to the truck, she was uncouth
Spittin' all out the sunroof, through her missing tooth
But then she has a sexy voice, sound like Jazzy Joyce
So I turned it up faster than a speeding knife
Strong enough to please a wife
Able to drop today's math in the 48 keys of life
Cut the crap far as rap
Touch the mic, get the same thing a Arab will do to you for stealing
What the devil? He's on another level
It's a word! No, a name! MF - the super-villain!

Doomsday!





Dig the sound
Crowd around

Overall Meaning

In Daniel Dumile's song "Doomsday," he raps about his past experiences with drugs and his outlook on the rap industry. He starts by saying "mic check" and calling the crowd to come hear the sound. Then he talks about his former addiction to drugs by saying "I used to cop a lot, but never copped no drop." Despite his addiction, Dumile's talent and passion for music shone through; every time he held a mic, it was like holding a ponytail. He was a sick psycho whose lyrics left a mark on the rap industry. The industry that he came to destroy, as he saw it, was based on a simplistic b-boy strat, so he worked to come up with an intricate plot to overthrow it.


The following verses describe Dumile's experiences with jail and the justice system, with the lines "God forbid if there ain't no escape, blame MF tape," referring to the times he spent in jail writing new songs. Dumile was a well-known artist whose name sometimes caused hostility from the authorities. Finally, in the song's concluding bars, Dumile describes himself as a super-villain. He goes on to explain the definition of a super-villain, a killer who loves children, and contrasts the idea of destruction with building.


Line by Line Meaning

Mic check...
Testing the microphone to ensure quality sound output


Come through, dig the sound!
Come and enjoy the music being played


I used to cop a lot
I used to buy a lot of things


But never copped no drop
But never bought any drugs


Hold mics like pony tails, tight, and bob alot
Holding onto the microphone tightly and moving it like a ponytail


Stop and stick around
Stop and stay for some time


Come through and dig the sound
Come and enjoy the music being played


Of the fly brown six-o sicko psycho who throws his dick around
The unique and crazy performer who doesn't care about what people think about him


Bound to go three-plat
Guaranteed to sell three million copies


Came to destroy rap
Intends to change the rap scene


It's an intricate plot of a b-boy strat
It's a complicated plan of a breakdancing strategy


[PEM Stack or vmstat], cats get kidnapped
Not clear, could be a reference to a hacking technique or other similar trick


Then release a statement to the press - let the rest know who did that
Send a message to the media about the action taken


Metal Face terrorists claim responsibility
The artist refers to himself as a Metal Face terrorist and claims responsibility for something


Broken household name usually said in hostility
Refers to his name being associated with negative things in general


Um...what...it's MF, you silly
The artist is correcting someone who doesn't know his name


I'd like to take Mens to the End for two milli'
Wish to win a game show called 'Mens to the End' and get paid two million dollars


'Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!' That's an audio daily double
Making a reference to a sound effect used in game shows


Rappers need to fall off just to save me the trouble, yo
The artist thinks inferior rappers should quit so they don't have to compete with him


Watch your own back
Be cautious of danger


Can't even go out alone, black
Can't go out alone because of danger, especially due to racism


Stay in the zone - turn H2O to Cognac
Stay focused and confident, turning ordinary things into something extraordinary


On Doomsday!
At the end of the world


Ever since the womb 'til I'm back where my brother went
From birth until death


That's what my tomb will say
What will be on his tombstone


Right above my government, Dumile [Doom's real name is Daniel Dumile]
Above his legal name


Either unmarked or engraved, hey, who's to say?
Not sure how he'll be buried


I wrote this one in BC DC O-section
Meaning is unclear


If you don't believe me, go get bagged and check then
Suggesting someone check with authorities to see if he's telling the truth


Cell number 17, up under the top bunk
Referring to a prison cell he was once in


I say this not to be mean, wish bad luck or pop junk
He's not saying this to be rude, insulting or negative


Pop the trunk on See-Cipher-Punk, leave him left scraped
Not clear, could be a reference to a violent act


God forbid, if there ain't no escape, blame MF tape
If someone is trapped with no escape, they can blame his music


Definition 'super-villain': a killer who loves children
A bad guy who cares for children


One who is well-skilled in destruction, as well as building
An expert in both destroying and building things


While Sidney Sheldon teaches the trife to be trifer
In contrast to Sidney Sheldon, he teaches the hopeless to become better


I'm trading science fiction with my man the live lifer
Exchanging ideas of science fiction with someone who has lived to tell stories


A pied piper holla a rhyme, a dollar and a dime
A charismatic leader sings a song for money


Do his thing, ring around the white collar crime
He will do what he thinks is right, despite possibly offending rich people


Get out my face, askin' 'bout my case, need toothpaste
Leave him alone, he doesn't want to talk about his problems and he needs toothpaste


Fresher mint, monkey-style nigga get [Denta-Dent]
Smile freshener, like a monkey using Denta-Dent brand toothpaste


And dope fiends still in their teens, shook niggas turn witness
Drug addicts still being teenagers, and cowardly people turning informer when they're in trouble


Real mens mind their own business
Real men take care of their own issues first


That's the difference between sissy-pissy rappers that's double-dutch
The difference between weak rappers and skilled ones


How come I hold the microphone double-clutch
Asking why he has to work harder than other rappers


C.O.'s make rounds, never have 'ox found
Guards check cells but don't find anything illegal


On shakedown, lock-down, wet dreams of Fox' Brown
When cells are searched, no hidden items are found, and people are guilty of sexual desire


Pass the mic like 'Pass the peas like they used to say'
Passing the microphone like people used to pass food


Some M-er F-ers don't like how Sally walk
Some people don't like Sally's manner of walking


I'll tell y'all fools it's hella cool how ladies from Cali talk
It's cool when women from California talk


Never let her interfere with the Yeti ghetto slang
Never let someone change what you normally say


Nicknames [?off nipple and tip of nipples?].metal fang
Referring to various nicknames, including metal fang


Known amongst hoes for the bang-bang
Referring to him being known among prostitutes for gun-related matters


Known amongst foes for flow without no talking orangutan
Known among enemies for his smooth, articulate flow


Only gin and Tang
Drinking only gin and Tang brand instant beverage mix


Guzzled out a rusty tin can
Drinking out of a rusty metal can


Me and this mic is like yin and yang
He and the microphone are a perfect pair


Clang! Crime don't pay, listen, youth
Sound of a prison cell door slamming shut, and a warning to young people


It's like me holding up the line at the kissing booth
Delaying other people because he's not ready yet


I took her back to the truck, she was uncouth
He took her to his vehicle, but she was vulgar


Spittin' all out the sunroof, through her missing tooth
She's spitting out of the car's sunroof, despite a missing tooth


But then she has a sexy voice, sound like Jazzy Joyce
However, she speaks with a sexy voice similar to Jazzy Joyce


So I turned it up faster than a speeding knife
He liked her voice and turned up the volume quickly


Strong enough to please a wife
The quality of his music is strong enough to satisfy a wife


Able to drop today's math in the 48 keys of life
He can drop contemporary knowledge in any situation


Cut the crap far as rap
Stop all the fake talk when it comes to rap


Touch the mic, get the same thing an Arab will do to you for stealing
Touching his microphone is equivalent to a violent punishment for stealing something from an Arab


What the devil? He's on another level
A strong reaction to someone who is extremely talented


It's a word! No, a name! MF - the super-villain!
The artist realizes that MF is not just a word, but also his name, and he's a super-villain


Doomsday!
A repetition of the earlier chorus that the end is coming


Dig the sound
Enjoy the music


Crowd around
Come together in a group




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