Get 'Er Done
MF DOOM Lyrics


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Make no mistake son, it's Jake One
He makes beats well like I
Likes my steaks done
With sauteed onions and hella worcestershire
A gush of beer, to wash it down
Douche your ear
And clean the crud out your third eye
For the return of the word guy
Who known to make turds fly
At the first fanbase of all hater
Hold that for now
It's more waste for y'all later
The bigger the gall
They fall greater than gay skirt
The nigga they call for tall paper
Hit pay dirt say work, he do you one better
Show and prove it
True MC's flow, so lose it or move it
With the two bit spit
They sunk him for two cent
Whoever writ they shit, tell 'em quit it
They too bent
Cut the losses, it ain't balanced
What the cost is, in horses
Ahk, Siddiq will let 'em know
Who's the boss is

And it ain't no dental
Only the innate way the groove
Seem to paint your mental
Usin' the insane flow stencil
He said in plain English
Ain't payin' yo' rent bill
But still, the gent was ill
With the intent to kill, the scent was krill
To the full extent of skill, vent the grill
Vil a make 'em feel like
The deal spent a mill'
Meant it for real folks, bet'cha dyin' dollar
Dented the steel choke when he
Met the iron collar
Wrote this oath while pinching a loaf
Metal Face, Rhymesayers mention 'em both
Raise your right palm, we do solemnly swear
To stack more dough more calmly this year




DOOM get the cash like cow, cheddar son
Have it in a smash like bow, get 'er done

Overall Meaning

In the song "Get 'Er Done" by MF DOOM, the lyrics showcase the collaboration between DOOM and producer Jake One. The opening lines reference Jake One's skillful beat-making abilities, comparing it to DOOM's own prowess. DOOM then goes on to mention his personal preference for well-done steaks with sauteed onions and Worcestershire sauce, painting a vivid image of his taste. This indulgent imagery is juxtaposed with the idea of cleansing and awakening one's senses, as DOOM suggests cleaning the "crud" out of one's third eye for the return of the "word guy."


The lyrics also address critics and haters, acknowledging their presence but ultimately dismissing their opinions. DOOM asserts his superiority as a rapper, stating that he can make their hateful words fly like turds. He then arrogantly suggests that there will be more waste for them later. The verse highlights the theme of confidence and resilience in the face of criticism.


The second verse is characterized by DOOM's distinctive wordplay and references. He mentions the innate way the groove of the song seems to paint listeners' mental images, using an "insane flow stencil." Despite his impressive skills, DOOM humorously states that he won't be paying anyone's rent bills. The lyrics continue to emphasize DOOM's skill, intent to kill (in terms of lyrics), and the impact of his rhymes. The verse also alludes to his alter ego, Metal Face, and his association with Rhymesayers Entertainment.


The song concludes with a declaration of dedication to success and wealth accumulation. DOOM compares himself to a cow, metaphorically symbolizing his ability to generate cash, and suggests that he can have a significant impact, like a powerful blow. The phrase "get 'er done" reflects his determination to achieve his goals and stack more money in the upcoming year.


Line by Line Meaning

Make no mistake son, it's Jake One
Don't misunderstand, it's Jake One producing this track


He makes beats well like I
His beat-making skills are as good as mine


Likes my steaks done
He prefers his steaks thoroughly cooked


With sauteed onions and hella worcestershire
He enjoys his steaks with onions and a lot of worcestershire sauce


A gush of beer, to wash it down
He drinks beer to accompany his meal


Douche your ear
Clean out your ears and be ready to listen


And clean the crud out your third eye
Remove the distractions from your mind and gain clarity


For the return of the word guy
Prepare for the comeback of the lyrical genius


Who known to make turds fly
Known for creating amazing music


At the first fanbase of all hater
His music is targeted towards the haters


Hold that for now
Hold on to those negative opinions for now


It's more waste for y'all later
There will be even more disappointment for you in the future


The bigger the gall
The more audacity they have


They fall greater than gay skirt
Their downfall is more significant than a skirt's flamboyance


The nigga they call for tall paper
They rely on him to generate significant income


Hit pay dirt say work, he do you one better
He achieves great success and surpasses expectations


Show and prove it
Demonstrate it and provide evidence


True MC's flow, so lose it or move it
Real emcees have a natural flow, so step aside if you can't match it


With the two bit spit
With his mediocre rhymes


They sunk him for two cent
They criticized him for his lackluster performance


Whoever writ they shit, tell 'em quit it
Anyone who wrote those weak lyrics should give up


They too bent
They are too intoxicated or messed up


Cut the losses, it ain't balanced
Stop wasting time on unproductive endeavors


What the cost is, in horses
The price to pay, possibly in terms of success or reputation


Ahk, Siddiq will let 'em know
Ahk Siddiq will make sure they understand


Who's the boss is
Who holds the power and authority


And it ain't no dental
It's not about getting dental treatment


Only the innate way the groove
It's about the natural flow and rhythm of the music


Seem to paint your mental
It has the ability to influence your state of mind


Usin' the insane flow stencil
Using a unique and extraordinary style of rapping


He said in plain English
He expressed it clearly and directly


Ain't payin' yo' rent bill
He's not going to cover your expenses


But still, the gent was ill
Nevertheless, he was exceptionally talented


With the intent to kill, the scent was krill
He had the intention to dominate, and his presence was potent


To the full extent of skill, vent the grill
He displayed his complete expertise and released his emotions


Vil a make 'em feel like
This will make them experience


The deal spent a mill'
The deal was worth a million dollars


Meant it for real folks, bet'cha dyin' dollar
He genuinely meant it, and you can bet your last dollar on it


Dented the steel choke when he
He impacted their rigid hold and control


Met the iron collar
Encountered the restrictions and constraints of the music industry


Wrote this oath while pinching a loaf
He crafted this pledge while taking a bathroom break


Metal Face, Rhymesayers mention 'em both
Referring to MF DOOM and his record label, Rhymesayers


Raise your right palm, we do solemnly swear
Lift your right hand, and let's make a solemn pledge


To stack more dough more calmly this year
To accumulate more money in a calmer manner this year


DOOM get the cash like cow, cheddar son
DOOM earns money abundantly, just like cows produce milk


Have it in a smash like bow, get 'er done
He possesses great success, just like executing a powerful bow shot




Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Brian Hofeldt, Buzz Cason

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@elgatonegro4134

Make no mistake son, it's Jake One
He makes beats well like I likes my steaks done
With sauteed onions and hella worcestershire
A gushy beer, to wash it down, douche your ear
And clean the crud out your third eye
For the return of the word guy who known to make turds fly
I had the first fanbase of all hater
Hold that from now it's more waste for y'all later
The bigger they ball they fall greater in gay skirt
The nigga they call for tall paper hit paydirt
Say work, and do you one better, show and prove it
True MC's flow so lose it or move it
With the two bits spit, they sunk him for two cent
Whoever writ they shit tell 'em quit it they too bent
Cut the losses, it ain't balanced what the cost is in horses
Off Saadiq and let 'em know who the boss is

And it ain't no dental
Only the innate way to groove seem to paint your mental
Usin the insane flow stencil
He said in plain english ain't payin yo' rent bill
But still, the gent was ill
With the intent to kill, the set was krill
To the full extent of skill, vent the grill
Villain make 'em feel like the deal spent a mill'
Method for real folks, bet'cha dying dollar
Get them to steel choke when they met the iron collar
Wrote this oath while pinching a loaf
Metal Face rhymesayers mention 'em both
Raise your right palm, we do solemnly swear
To stack more dough more calmly this year
Doom get the cash like cow, cheddar son
Have it in a smash like BOW, get 'er done



All comments from YouTube:

@Iamfromprague

Make no mistake son, it's Jake One He makes beats well like I likes my steaks done With sauteed onions and hella worcestershire A gushy beer, to wash it down, douche your ear. MF DOOM. Enjoy.

@kul2846

rest in peace

@Kinobambino

RIP DOOM

@hernancarretero3033

MF DOOM - MM FOOD

@Met4lF4ceDOOM

I love how, even though he's been around since KMD., DOOM still keeps people on their toes when listening to one of his rhymes or instrumentals. That is why he'll never be forgotten. To me, listening to his new rhymes is always like a gift because of how the stuff he says and the ways he says it takes you by surprise constantly.

@jAyDeN30111

rest in peace, DOOM

@jazzyprince3335

Met4lF4ace was spitting

@yaady2366

YES ANOTHER GEM FOUND

@uncleguike

I used to listen to this song in Nigeria ALL. THE. TIME.

RIP MF DOOM. 🙏🏿

@Lynx196.9

More rhymes than molecules in air - R.I.P. KING 👑

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