The Finest
MF Doom (feat. Tommy Gunn) Lyrics

As the life cycle goes on goes on
As time passes and we experience life

And you learn to hold on (hold on)
We learn to persevere

To things like the mic the mic
We value our passions and interests

And you learn to appreciate who is the nicest on said device
We acknowledge and admire the best in our respective fields

But who is (The finest)
Who is truly the best or most skilled?

Time at shashuma, too much drama, blind behind the rumor
Life can be chaotic and full of rumors

Time and time and time, my mind, I'm trying to find a tumor
We search for answers to our problems

Time at shashuma, no time for humor
Sometimes we have to be serious and focused

As soon as one of ya' men's dead in Hempstead, you trying to find Pumas
In times of tragedy, we seek comfort and distractions

Sooner the better, even knitted a sweater already
We prepare for any situation, even in advance

Keep your leather, we coming through the brutal weather
We persevere and push through difficult times

We ready to do whatever, yo' Doom you with it?
We are willing to do whatever it takes to succeed

(You know it like a poet, my brother)
We are confident and ready to take action

(Hey, Gunn you wit it?) Whatever
We are committed to our actions, no matter what

I know about going paid to broke, to next day well-off
We are familiar with financial struggles and successes

To bust a shell off, to dick-riders: "Get the hell off"
We defend ourselves and our achievements

Made a call to a client, he must've had his cell off
We encounter communication barriers

A show-off, he has the same bite but fell off
Some people may have lost their edge or skills

I tell off the bat, from science to pure facts
We speak the truth and are knowledgeable

Which niggas is wack 'til they last two tracks
We judge people based on their recent work

Matter fact, y'all could wait for the rep to tell
We let our reputation speak for itself

The tall-tale, how he escape from out the depths of hell
We may exaggerate or embellish our stories

When die, he gon' die like a soldier die
We face death with bravery and honor

Holding a swollen eye, drinking Olde Gold
We commemorate our fallen comrades

Smoking a stog, watching po-po patrol the beach
We continue to enjoy life's simple pleasures

Blowing my high, rolling by, when Gunn die
We remember those we've lost and continue to move forward

He gon' try to preach the streets then go to the sky
We leave behind legacies or lessons for others

Yup! That hold water, like drizzle in a paper cup
Our beliefs or statements are true and undeniable

This one etched in stone, the chisel with the paper up
Our words or actions have lasting impact

I need a cut: a taper-up, edge-up
We take care of our appearances and pride ourselves on style

Niggas can't measure up, I'm here to get the treasure up
We work hard to achieve success and recognition

Stands up and hold 'em high, do or die
We take pride in our accomplishments and defend our beliefs with conviction

He got heat, no surprise, stop the beat, close your eyes
We boast our skills and demand recognition

Got the weed, rolling lah
We enjoy recreational activities and substances

Not sweet, so no demise, all the guys drops seeds so multiply
We take responsibility for our actions and their consequences

Within the prophecies hold the lie
We acknowledge that some beliefs or narratives are false

He bled my mother and my father, but can't bleed me
We overcome or resist emotional pain or trauma

OD, ghetto misery, he bled my brother, my sister, but can't bleed me
We endure hardships and remain strong

A OG, ghetto misery, bled my mother, my father, but can't bleed
We come from difficult backgrounds or environments, but thrive nonetheless

Me sci-fly, whole style stuck up
We have unique and confident personalities and styles

Used to talk to myself, I told him, "Shut the fuck up!"
We quiet our internal doubts or negativity

Buckle up, cause it's about to be rough
We warn others of potential difficulties or challenges

He said, "Keep talking that shit, you 'bout to be snuffed"
We confront adversity or threats fearlessly

Then we squashed it, I let em know: "Watch it
We resolve conflicts and move forward

We only met a time to join these rhymers in the mosh pit"
We unite with others in our passions or interests

Gosh, it feels great just to increase the chance
We appreciate opportunities to succeed or advance

For a pussy nigga face to hit the dance floor
We enjoy others' misfortunes or failures

I pull ya' top up, got clout, crack rock, what?
We assert dominance or power over others

Now it's all good business, and so this bitch is locked up
We experience financial or legal success

On the dance floor: you got knocked out, your bitch got knocked up
We mock others' failures or mistakes

Baby-face, and hey can you brand you, brand new machete
We assert power or control over others

Damn, I just shook your hand and can't stand you already
We have negative or mistrusting attitudes towards certain people

Can't stand you, understand you deadly
We recognize the potential threat or danger in others

But my hammer's like a band, my man, it's Brand New and Heavy
We are confident and powerful in our abilities

Come on stay, I wrote this rhyme on my born-day
We commemorate special events or milestones

Remind me of the same style I flipped on "Hey!"
We reference our previous works or experiences

Yikes! Who can fuck with the likes
We are confident in our skills and superiority

Of one such who scores touchdown and spikes mic's
We boast and celebrate our successes

Metal grill, with many styles, better still
We have unique and varied talents or abilities

Feel like number 26 on a roulette wheel
We experience the ups and downs of life and chance

And deal, and run rings around rhymers
We dominate or surpass others in our field

And run rings like number runners whose old-timers
We are experienced and successful in our endeavors

Shorty in the all black, she think she all that
We encounter confident or arrogant people

I called her, she said, "Don't call back!"
We experience rejection or dismissal

She called me, now what you call that?
Our relationships or experiences can be confusing or unpredictable

Let's go back, I sold crack
We reflect on our past experiences or mistakes

Hold gats, smoke that, drink that, toke that
We engage in risky or potentially harmful behaviors

Fuck! Where that ho at? Where that dough at?
We prioritize our wants or needs

Suffering succotash! This hooker broke into his last buck of cash
We encounter difficult or unexpected situations

He love her, motherfuck her ass
We have complicated or unhealthy relationships with people

Metal feet dented your car fender
We cause or encounter damage or harm to others

My agenda up in the basement party tipping the bartender
We have fun or indulge in activities that might be frowned upon

Is unbeknownst to you who could get body blown?
We have hidden or secret intentions or motivations

MF like Mike Fran Corleone
We compare ourselves to powerful or successful people

And got it sown, maricon, like to know what you staring at?
We are confident and intimidating to others

An invisible cat, who pull off a disappearing act
We are elusive or mysterious to others

Raised by a pack a wild womens like Sweetback
We have unconventional or unique upbringings

Front? I'mma be back! (Like brothers in the street act)
We assert our dominance and promise retaliation

(Surrounded by a bunch a bad bitches like Sweetback)
We enjoy the company of impressive or intimidating people

(Fuck with me I'll be back)
We are not afraid to defend ourselves or our interests

Like niggas in the streets act (streets act!)
We are tough, street-smart, and unapologetic