Who You Think I Am
MF Doom Lyrics


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Who you think I am, but who you want me to be?

When I rock, jock niggas in shellshock
Don't watch the birdie watch the clock go tick tock
I rip shop, I make ya girls bottom lip drop
Yo word to the truckers at the pit stop I'm hip hop
I hold heat, never forget what niggas told me they showed me
Other emcees trying to fold me they owe me
Yo plus them niggas mad slow gee
I got my "Get U Now" so I'm comin with my homie
Here's the plan, stick 'em up, I enter, through the window
Stoop down so we can't see our crescendo
Pass the indo, yo we used to be our friend though
Yeah but that's the reason I don't really like to lend dough

From the corners cylindrical triangle hats
Says dunce lyrics precise like forensical science leave you entangled for months
Tryin to figure who done it, you fronted
Got cha shit stunted, didn't have to be that way
Some saw the light comin in, they shunned it
For the wickedness to those whose despise life and worship death
The established matched at eye for eye, tooth for tooth, breath to breath
These are the last days of the countdown, shit is just that drastic
Write journals, like they use the prophets, study math like a Aztec

Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
A true thuggin' emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
I wanna give you my slugs and don't wanna take 'em
Box sprays, but with my box cutter in my boxes
Shots sprayed, who on cops high says we rastas
Rock away boulevard, got love and obnoxious
Bout five cops today, my rock away
Niggas and rock rage, got paid
A rock, you know why I rock, meet me at the Lobster's
I suggest I should dress proper
Copped a buzz, I copped a dutch
I got a lotta love, with no strings attached

Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty
Dimes, dimes, dimes, too many
Sparked up and chat, you keep countin'
I do my thing, jealous niggas keep doubtin'
Rock 'n' roll, lock 'n' load
Emcees out for pots of gold, we stop 'em cold
In they tracks an take all they chips-eses
All they dats, all they bullshit mixeses
Give 'em a credit, not debt it
We just flipped the calisthenics
Toss the Andy Pettitte, you said it
We grandslam in the never boss stand
Any pussy emcee's we abandon

Flew in from Monster Island just to rag shit wit jet lag
With brothers specializing ways how us not to get bagged
Egads! I bring confusion like roll call
To emcees so-called, hoes be like "yup I told y'all"
So socialize my bio so I dip dip dive
Memorize like I-omega zip drive
Go to the bar to drink to get soberer
King Ghidra eat the head of a king cobra like ginkoba

Kong get a cut like Kobe, now hold heat
So sweet, roll deep but no beef
Those that doze deep, close sheets
Po chose to speak with, reach over to reload the piece
Slip from freak to deak, keep concrete
Parallel to body 'til the next male
Shotties and hotty, still waitin' to exhale
Smell the blood bath a slugs caught
Slugs passed and bloodsport
Bugged laugh, a bugged thought
Caught some eyes make the case last stack a locker
Bocker, drink a vodka, hit note, like Sinatra at a opera
Drop a flocker, Orville Redenbocher
Get you, got you, shot the two L's without the proper
For the albums knocker
Hit the liquor, quicker than a quicker picker upper
Girl and stick er, I leave more nuts than a snicker
Kick er to the curb, punk a bitch, stomp a chick
For now call me Kong, Monster Isle, Monster Click (Bow!)

Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be




True thuggin' emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
I wanna give you my slugs, and don't wanna take 'em back

Overall Meaning

The song "Who You Think I Am?" by MF Doom featuring X-Ray Rodan Megalon K.D. King Ghidra & Kong is a hard-hitting track that showcases the artists' exceptional rap skills. The lyrics delve into the theme of identity, where the artists question whether people see them for who they really are or what they portray themselves to be. The chorus repeats the line "Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be," which suggests that people are often misled by appearances.


Throughout the song, the rappers boast about their skillset and success in the industry. The lines "I rip shop, I make your girls' bottom lip drop" and "Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty, dimes, dimes, dimes, too many" highlight their confidence and talent in delivering powerful rhymes. The lyrics also touch on darker subjects such as death and violence, where the artists talk about carrying weapons and using them if needed.


Overall, "Who You Think I Am?" is a hard-hitting rap song that delves into the theme of identity and showcases the artists' exceptional skills in delivering powerful rhymes.


Line by Line Meaning

Who you think I am, but who you want me to be?
Questioning who others perceive the singer to be versus who they want them to be


When I rock, jock niggas in shellshock
The singer rocks the crowd and leaves them stunned


Don't watch the birdie watch the clock go tick tock
Focus on the time passing rather than trivial distractions


I rip shop, I make ya girl's bottom lip drop
The artist is a skilled rapper and impresses his listeners, even causing their jaws to drop


Yo word to the truckers at the pit stop I'm hip hop
The artist identifies as a part of the hip hop community


I hold heat, never forget what niggas told me they showed me
The singer is prepared for any situation and remembers past experiences


Other emcees tryna fold me they owe me
Other rappers try to copy the singer's style because they owe him respect


Yo plus them niggas mad slow gee
The other rappers are not as skilled or quick-witted as the artist


I got my 'Get U Now' so I'm comin' with my homie
The artist is confident in his ability to succeed and has backup support


Here's the plan: stick 'em up, I enter, through the window
The artist has a plan to take control of a situation


Stoop down so we can't see our crescendo
Take a lower profile to avoid being noticed during a key moment


Pass the indo, yo we used to be our friend though
The artist reminisces about a time when he and his colleagues were friends


Yeah but that's the reason I don't really like to lend dough
The singer has had negative experiences lending money to former friends


From the corners cylindrical triangle hats
Description of the unusual hats worn by the singer and his crew


Says dunce lyrics precise like forensical science leave you entangled for months
The singer's lyrics are precise and deliberate, like a forensic scientist, and can leave a lasting impact on listeners


Tryin to figure who done it, you fronted
Listeners struggle to understand the artist's lyrics and may feel intimidated or challenged


Got cha shit stunted, didn't have to be that way
The artist's impressive rapping style is having a negative effect on those around him


Some saw the light comin in, they shunned it
Some people cannot handle the singer's intense style and avoid it


For the wickedness to those whose despise life and worship death
The singer's music may appeal to those who are nihilistic or embrace dark thoughts


These are the last days of the countdown, shit is just that drastic
The world is in a dire state and time is running out


Write journals, like they use the prophets, study math like a Aztec
The artist is knowledgeable and studious, drawing inspiration from historical figures and cultures


Loved not for who you think I am, but who you want me to be
The artist wants to be accepted for who he is, rather than who others may perceive him to be


A true thuggin emcee, true thugs, with no strings attached
The singer identifies as a tough and authentic rapper


I wanna give you my slugs and don't wanna take em
The artist wants to share his music with his listeners and does not want anything in return


Box sprays, but with my box cutter in my boxes
The singer is ready for action and prepared for any situation


Shots sprayed, who on cops high says we rastas
The singer is asserting his identity as a Rasta and not afraid to stand up to the cops


Rock away boulevard, got love and ?knoxus?
Referencing a location the singer is familiar with and enjoys spending time in


Bout five cops today, my rock away
The artist has had run-ins with the cops and is familiar with their presence in his neighborhood


Rhymes, rhymes, rhymes, we got plenty
The artist has plenty of rhymes at his disposal and is skilled at using them


Dimes, dimes, dimes, too many
The singer is surrounded by attractive women


Sparked up and chat, you keep countin
The singer is not worried about what others are doing or saying and is focused on his own craft


I do my thing, jealous niggas keep doubtin
Despite criticism from others, the artist remains confident in his abilities and continues to produce his music


Rock 'n' roll, lock 'n' load
Referencing the grit and determination of rock and roll, while also being ready for action


Emcees out for pots of gold, we stop 'em cold
The artist and his crew are not in it for the money and will stop those who are


In they tracks an take all they chips-eses
The singer is willing to take all the winnings from those seeking fame and fortune


All they dats, all they bullshit mixeses
The artist is not interested in fake or insincere music


Give 'em a credit, not debt it
The singer wants to be recognized for his work, not exploited or ripped off


We just flipped the calistetic
The singer has flipped the script or changed the game


Toss the Andy Pettitte, you said it
The singer is confident and dismissive of potential challenges or criticisms


We grandslam in the never boss stand
The artist and his crew are focused on success and will not be held back by anyone else


Any pussy emcee's we abandon
The artist has no respect for weak or talentless rappers


Flew in from Monster Island just to rag shit wit jet lag
The singer has traveled a great distance and is tired but still showing off his skills


With brothers specializin ways how us not to get bagged
The singer and his crew are experienced in avoiding trouble with the law


Egads! I bring confusion like roll call
The artist's unique style can be confusing, much like a roll call


To emcees so-called, hoes be like 'yup I told y'all'
Listeners and groupies are impressed with the artist's skill and charisma


So socialize my bio so I dip dip dive
The artist wants his listeners to understand his personality and experiences


Memorize like I-omega zip drive
Listeners should remember the singer's music and lyrics like a digital storage device


Go to the bar to drink to get soberer
The artist is drinking to sober up or clear his head


King Ghidra eat the head of a king cobra like ginkoba
Referencing the mythical beast Ghidra, with the ability to consume even a deadly cobra with ease


Kong get a cut like Kobe, now hold heat
Like Kobe Bryant getting a cut during a game, the singer is also prepared for action


So sweet, roll deep but no beef
The singer and his crew are united but not aggressive or violent


Those that doze deep, close sheets
The artist is critical of those who are lazy or uninspired


Po chose to speak with, reach over to reload the piece
The artist chooses to talk it out but also keeps his weapon nearby


Slip from freak to deak, keep concrete
The singer is versatile and can switch between styles, but remains grounded


Parallel to body til the next male
The singer is focused on his physical body and being in top shape or condition


Shotties and hotty, still waitin to exhale
The artist is surrounded by attractive women and is waiting for his big moment


Smell the blood bath a slugs caught
The artist senses violence or danger nearby


Slugs passed and bloodsport
Referencing a violent altercation with gunfire


Bugged laugh, a bugged thought
The singer is amused or puzzled by something


Caught some eyes make the case last stack a locker
The artist is being watched or suspicious activity is occurring


Bocker, drink a vodka, hit note, like Sinatra at a opera
The singer celebrates with a drink and performs like a top-class entertainer


Drop a flocker, Orville Redenbocher
Referencing a gun and popcorn


Get you, got you, shot the two L's without the proper
The singer takes out his targets quickly and aggressively, without following standard procedures


For the albums knocker
The artist's music will be impactful and well-received by listeners


Hit the liquor, quicker than a quicker picker upper
The artist drinks quickly and efficiently


Girl and stick er, I leave more nuts than a snicker
The singer is sexually active and leaves behind many partners


Kick er to the curb, punk a bitch, stomp a chick
The singer is aggressive towards women and advocates for violence


For now call me Kong, Monster Isle, Monster Click (Bow!)
The artist's new nickname is Kong and he is part of a group called the Monster Click




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Written by: Daniel Dumile Thompson

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