| Song | El Chupa Nibre |
| Artist | Danger Doom |
| Album | The Mouse and the Mask |
| 作曲 : Burton, Dumile | |
| (Brak) | |
| Why did you buy this album? | |
| I don't know why you did, you're stupid | |
| "{Fuck} yourself" | |
| (MF Doom) | |
| Ha ha ha ha! | |
| The super flow with more jokes than Bazooka Joe | |
| A mix between Superfly Snuka and a superhoe | |
| Chew a MC like El Chupa Nibre | |
| Digest a group and sell the poop on eBay | |
| Danger with the vest screamin "Shoot the DJ!" | |
| Doom clickin over two chickens, three-way | |
| Four in the 5, a cork on the freeway | |
| Villain find a way to make 'em pay whatever we say | |
| ... state your intentions | |
| "I really love your tape but I hate your inventions" | |
| Very well - what you want, a brownie? | |
| He took off the mask and whispered "Put me where you found me" | |
| He kept his paper digits in a chunk | |
| Once joined a rap click - midgets into crunk | |
| He did a solo on the oboe | |
| Coulda sold a million then the Villain went for dolo | |
| ... and cited creative differences | |
| Basically they hated, he left no jaded witnesses | |
| Rappers suck, when they spit I doubt 'em | |
| The crap they sing about you'll wanna slap the {fuckin shit} out 'em | |
| Psht - time waits for no man | |
| On a blind date, a love with a slow chrome hand | |
| Judged him by his shoes, hot smelly Brogan | |
| Budged him with the news, called him pot-bellied Conan | |
| ... no prick barbarian | |
| A strict bear-atarian, a sick pair of merry men | |
| The beat is like a swift kick in the rear end | |
| The stiff {dick} made her lose her lipstick and hairpin | |
| He said "Djamn! Act like you know me | |
| Even with the mask on, show me what you owe me" | |
| Tell her brush her grill and wash her face and {twat} homey | |
| Dumile got her like Inuyasha got Kagome | |
| What we have here is a failure to communicate | |
| If you gonna hate, might at least get your rumors straight | |
| about Doom the Great, a lot more confident | |
| Came a long way since the days we had to rhyme for rent | |
| It was time well spent, vented | |
| Spelt and dented, hell-bented and heaven-scented | |
| A wire is dead, he's in it for the cash flow | |
| I'd like to send a big up to Firehead Lazzo | |
| Let a brother know once you lasso Hasbro | |
| So when he come with Destro he gets no hassle | |
| ... could hardly get a word in and | |
| wonderin what the damage is to retain Harvey Birdman? | |
| (*BEEP!!*} | |
| (Master Shake) | |
| Yo uhh, Danger! It's me your old buddy Shake | |
| Ahh, I heard you're doin a little project and uhh, y'know | |
| I hear you talked to some OTHER PEOPLE | |
| and I thought you were smarter than that | |
| But obviously I am WRONG cause you know my rappin is the {shit} | |
| I don't give it out for free though! So uhh, I'll do it | |
| Feel free to call me, at my number, which you have |
| zuò qǔ : Burton, Dumile | |
| Brak | |
| Why did you buy this album? | |
| I don' t know why you did, you' re stupid | |
| " Fuck yourself" | |
| MF Doom | |
| Ha ha ha ha! | |
| The super flow with more jokes than Bazooka Joe | |
| A mix between Superfly Snuka and a superhoe | |
| Chew a MC like El Chupa Nibre | |
| Digest a group and sell the poop on eBay | |
| Danger with the vest screamin " Shoot the DJ!" | |
| Doom clickin over two chickens, threeway | |
| Four in the 5, a cork on the freeway | |
| Villain find a way to make ' em pay whatever we say | |
| ... state your intentions | |
| " I really love your tape but I hate your inventions" | |
| Very well what you want, a brownie? | |
| He took off the mask and whispered " Put me where you found me" | |
| He kept his paper digits in a chunk | |
| Once joined a rap click midgets into crunk | |
| He did a solo on the oboe | |
| Coulda sold a million then the Villain went for dolo | |
| ... and cited creative differences | |
| Basically they hated, he left no jaded witnesses | |
| Rappers suck, when they spit I doubt ' em | |
| The crap they sing about you' ll wanna slap the fuckin shit out ' em | |
| Psht time waits for no man | |
| On a blind date, a love with a slow chrome hand | |
| Judged him by his shoes, hot smelly Brogan | |
| Budged him with the news, called him potbellied Conan | |
| ... no prick barbarian | |
| A strict bearatarian, a sick pair of merry men | |
| The beat is like a swift kick in the rear end | |
| The stiff dick made her lose her lipstick and hairpin | |
| He said " Djamn! Act like you know me | |
| Even with the mask on, show me what you owe me" | |
| Tell her brush her grill and wash her face and twat homey | |
| Dumile got her like Inuyasha got Kagome | |
| What we have here is a failure to communicate | |
| If you gonna hate, might at least get your rumors straight | |
| about Doom the Great, a lot more confident | |
| Came a long way since the days we had to rhyme for rent | |
| It was time well spent, vented | |
| Spelt and dented, hellbented and heavenscented | |
| A wire is dead, he' s in it for the cash flow | |
| I' d like to send a big up to Firehead Lazzo | |
| Let a brother know once you lasso Hasbro | |
| So when he come with Destro he gets no hassle | |
| ... could hardly get a word in and | |
| wonderin what the damage is to retain Harvey Birdman? | |
| BEEP!! | |
| Master Shake | |
| Yo uhh, Danger! It' s me your old buddy Shake | |
| Ahh, I heard you' re doin a little project and uhh, y' know | |
| I hear you talked to some OTHER PEOPLE | |
| and I thought you were smarter than that | |
| But obviously I am WRONG cause you know my rappin is the shit | |
| I don' t give it out for free though! So uhh, I' ll do it | |
| Feel free to call me, at my number, which you have |