Belize (feat. MF DOOM) - Danger Mouse/Black Thought/MF Doom

Away from you

Yo I'm sick

No lymph nodes is swollen

They told me even when the records skip

Keep it rolling

On his shoulder like a California

Highway patrolman

Launch codes was stolen and

Sold by Ed Snowden

Then I fled to Rome and told 'em

Address me as a Roman

I'm still in photos

Posted with my own omen

A thumping kicker for me

To slam like Hulk Hogan

It's something like a plane

Bumper sticker no slogan

This something for the shooters

And back-and-forth commuters

Who never knew the difference

In laws and jurisprudence

I feel as though it's safe

To assume that you the students

Are non congruent to the way

That me and doom do this

You checking the top-two of

A thousand intelligent chaps

With rap projects in housing

Developments

Cool the cross-legged on

A crate like it's elegant

Try to hate I'm puffing

Up your face like a pelican

Highly enveloped in

Activating my melanin

Y'all failin' to see

What's shaken besides gelatin

News bullets and

I refuse to take the medicine

**** a thick skin

I got me an exo-skeleton

The black Colin Farrell in The Lobster

That living like an obstetrician

But not a doctor

Bring the Cambridge the Websters

The Oxfords

The picture too long to watch

See the synopsis

Compensated for playing nice

It's optics

Product of the last poets

And the watched prophets

Ock stop it it's beyond

Out-of-pocket

Dunzo I hit the gun

Show and got a rocket

Catastrophic supreme microphone is

In Mexico we the legendary dos cojones

Brothers both components

Of the close to coldest

Court holders with bars

As hard as Angola

Away from you

Doom get rude with the

Dude off chips

The mood switch he chewed

Off strips off a brewed witch

Danger make him groove off a glitch

Makes your boo booty twitch

And the crew rich *****

Always wanted to say that

Ever since the days in hallways

Tauntin' a stray cat

The one he often frequently

Slapped around

All the while waited then

Graduated cap and gown

Hated the rap sound

Debated the crap until

He felt he had it mapped out

Enough to have the game trapped abound

Scratched the crown off

The names of lames who yapped the noun

Or verb for that matter

Had no data for a herbal chat chatter

Oh Erik Estrada

Fat rat the mask made

Him batty as a mad-hatter

Known for his absurd word choices

And will ignore you if you

Ask him if he heard voices

Look the energy is crazy

Far as he's concerned

The enemy was lazy

Hm-hm-hm your attention please

Freeze he came to seize

The free cheese

Before he flees to Belize

In case you forgot to

Mention squeeze these

Just keep it on a

Need-to-know basis

They knew he was a negro

So no need to show faces

Back in the days of no laces

On a slow pace they used

To say he might could go places

Meh whatever the case is

The card he played was Ace

Of Spades but no races

A spastic some call him loony

When he spit a tomb sarcastic

It's Paul Mooney

Away from you

Away from you