Potholderz Featuring Count Bass D
MF Doom Lyrics


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I strive to be humble, lest I stumble
Never sold a jumbo or copped chicken with its mumbo sauce
Tyson is a fowl holocaust
Hitler gassed your whole head up with poultry, I'm fed up
Ignore cordon bleu, stand up get up
Lunge for your knife, don't forget your potholders

These old things
About to throw them away
With the gold rings that make em don't fit like OJ
Usually I take them off with Oil of Olay
MCs is crabs in a barrel, pass the Old Bay
Hot as hell and it's a cold day in it
Working on a way that we can roll away tinted
Some say the price of holding heat is often too high
You either be in a coffin or you be the new guy
The one that's too fly to eat shoo pie, never too busy
Never too busy when it comes down to you and I
Swear to god
A lot of niggas wish to die
They need to hold they horses
There's bigger fish to fry
You're on the list, if not pick a number spot
Ten and a half Timbs is made to kick your bumba claat
I could have had a V-8
F-150 quad cab but I'll be straight
Money comes and goes like that two bit hussy that night that tried to rush me
Dwight pass the dutchie
So I can calm down so they don't get it twisted
Take it from the fire side it won't get blistered
Got it, what happened
Oh, it's not lit
These metal fingers be holding hot shit

When I was four I pen god was born in New York
Back in seventy seven still got nan in the crescent
The effervescent of God's presence is thick
Unlike vapor, escarole, extra roll, word to the baker
Peace to the hard workin ginger bread makers
Looked her up and down said hmmmm too much makeup
Poor music taste, ten years from being grown up
Rappers don't blow up heads do
My name is Dwight Spitz, I'mma Sonic addict
I use to think it was merely a nagging habit
Born under a bad sign
I'm serious about this curse of mine
I strive to flip it into fine wine
Barely born a Virgo is what the stars said
Black not white, red all over though like Elmo
Twenty-eight years have passed I feel I'm peaking
I make music every weekend
It's a chore, a fact of life
A labor of love
I get mad love but I detest the labor
And it's wages, you know death




I'm servin life on this gift of God
Don't forget your potholders my niggas

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in "Potholderz" by MF Doom and Ugly Mac Beer Invasi are complex and layered, filled with metaphors and cultural references. The opening lines convey a sense of humility and caution, reminding the listener that success can be fleeting and that it's important to stay grounded. The references to food, particularly chicken, tie into larger themes of oppression and violence, with Tyson being compared to Hitler and the idea of a "fowl holocaust" suggesting the mass destruction of the natural world. The lines "Ignore cordon bleu, stand up get up / Lunge for your knife, don't forget your potholders" could be interpreted as a call to action, urging people to take a stance against these broader injustices and to protect themselves in the process.


Later in the song, there are references to consumer culture and materialism, with the mention of "gold rings that make em don't fit like OJ" and the line "Money comes and goes like that two bit hussy that night that tried to rush me." These references are juxtaposed against larger, more existential concerns, such as the idea that "Rappers don't blow up heads do" and the singer's attempts to "flip" their "curse" into something positive. All of these threads combine to create a dense, thought-provoking piece of music that rewards careful listening and interpretation.


Line by Line Meaning

I strive to be humble, lest I stumble
I make an effort to remain modest, to avoid making mistakes


Never sold a jumbo or copped chicken with its mumbo sauce
I have never participated in the sale of counterfeit or illegal goods


Tyson is a fowl holocaust
Mike Tyson's behavior is reminiscent of a massacre, particularly his mistreatment of women


Hitler gassed your whole head up with poultry, I'm fed up
The promotion and consumption of unhealthy food is akin to genocide, and I am angry about it


Ignore cordon bleu, stand up get up
Don't waste your time on fancy food, take action and fight for what you believe in


Lunge for your knife, don't forget your potholders
Be prepared for whatever may come your way, and always protect yourself


These old things
Referring to a pair of shoes I am considering throwing away


About to throw them away
Considering getting rid of something I no longer need or want


With the gold rings that make em don't fit like OJ
The shoes have gold accents that no longer appeal to me, they don't fit me well


Usually I take them off with Oil of Olay
I usually take good care of my belongings, like taking my shoes off with care to avoid damaging them


MCs is crabs in a barrel, pass the Old Bay
The music industry is competitive and cutthroat, like crabs in a barrel fighting for survival. Old Bay is a seasoning commonly used with seafood, and the line is referencing the idea that people will do whatever it takes to get ahead, including betraying each other to advance their own careers.


Hot as hell and it's a cold day in it
It's a difficult situation, despite appearing to be a good day


Working on a way that we can roll away tinted
Trying to find a way to escape or hide from difficult situations


Some say the price of holding heat is often too high
Many believe that carrying weapons or being involved in criminal activities is not worth the risk


You either be in a coffin or you be the new guy
Getting involved in dangerous situations can lead to either death or being targeted by those who want to take your place


The one that's too fly to eat shoo pie, never too busy
Some people think they're too good for certain things, but they're not actually too busy to do them


Never too busy when it comes down to you and I
I will always make time for you when it's important


Swear to god
Truthfully speaking or making a vow


A lot of niggas wish to die
Many people are unhappy with their lives and feel like they have nothing to live for


They need to hold they horses
They need to take a step back and think before acting recklessly


There's bigger fish to fry
There are more important matters to attend to


You're on the list, if not pick a number spot
You're in trouble, and we're watching you


Ten and a half Timbs is made to kick your bumba claat
I have large boots that are meant for stomping on people who wrong me


I could have had a V-8
I could have had something better or done something differently, if only I had known earlier


F-150 quad cab but I'll be straight
I didn't need anything fancy, just a reliable truck to get me around


Money comes and goes like that two bit hussy that night that tried to rush me
Money is fleeting and unreliable, like a woman who tried to take advantage of me


Dwight pass the dutchie
Pass me the joint so I can calm down


So I can calm down so they don't get it twisted
I don't want people to misunderstand my words or actions


Take it from the fire side it won't get blistered
I've been through tough situations and I can handle more without getting hurt


Got it, what happened
I understand, what's going on?


Oh, it's not lit
The joint is not burning currently


These metal fingers be holding hot shit
I have powerful hands that can handle anything, even dangerous situations


When I was four I pen god was born in New York
I was very young when I first started writing and making music, and I began my career in New York City


Back in seventy seven still got nan in the crescent
I have family who still live in the neighborhood in Brooklyn where I grew up


The effervescent of God's presence is thick
I feel a strong spiritual presence around me


Unlike vapor, escarole, extra roll, word to the baker
Unlike things that are fleeting or superficial, I am genuine and substantial


Peace to the hard workin ginger bread makers
Respect to those who work hard to make a living and take pride in their craft


Looked her up and down said hmmmm too much makeup
I judged someone based on their appearance, but I realized it was wrong and shallow


Poor music taste, ten years from being grown up
I used to think I had good taste in music, but looking back at my younger self, I realize I had a lot to learn


Rappers don't blow up heads do
A person's ego or sense of importance can become inflated when they achieve success as a rapper


My name is Dwight Spitz, I'mma Sonic addict
My name is Dwight and I am a big fan of Sonic the Hedgehog


I use to think it was merely a nagging habit
I used to think my love of Sonic was just a minor interest, but it became a bigger part of my life


Born under a bad sign
I feel like I was destined for failure or misfortune


I'm serious about this curse of mine
I believe in superstitions and jinxes that affect my life


I strive to flip it into fine wine
I try to turn my bad luck into something positive


Barely born a Virgo is what the stars said
I was born during a certain astrological sign and believe it affects my life


Black not white, red all over though like Elmo
I am black, not white, and have a red complexion, like the character Elmo from Sesame Street


Twenty-eight years have passed I feel I'm peaking
I am currently in my late twenties and believe I am at the best point in my life so far


I make music every weekend
I am committed to making music regularly


It's a chore, a fact of life
Making music can be difficult and time-consuming, but it is a necessary part of my life


A labor of love
I make music because I am passionate about it, despite the challenges


I get mad love but I detest the labor
People appreciate my music, but I don't enjoy the work that goes into making it


And it's wages, you know death
The price of working hard can feel like death, it can be that taxing and exhausting


I'm servin life on this gift of God
I am dedicating my life to my music, which I see as a gift from a higher power


Don't forget your potholders my niggas
Remember to be prepared and protect yourself in all situations




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