[Intro: MF DOOM]
Let this serve as a warning
To all y'all out there who's in charge of these little people
Yeahhh – the young ones
It's not the same like when we was growing up
Used to get a whooping, and then everything would be good –
You'd get back in line
These are divine beings
Here to usher in the new era, a new age
So, if it gonna work, 
You need to reason with these beings
Talk to them, let 'em know what's going on
They are unique, angelic beings
So enter at your own risk
If you wanna hit them with sticks like, they baby goats {*pssh*}
"Kids," call 'em "kids," and rile 'em up, corral them...
It ain't gonna work

[Pre-Verse: Del the Funky Homosapien & MF DOM]
Tell this n***a to stop running through the f****n' house
Stop running through the m*hf***n' house!!!
Stop running through the f****n' house...
Let's see y'all fall...! Yo...

[Verse 1: Del the Funky Homosapien]
Lava rock disc jock
Talk million dollar crack rock
Opposition – not
Whole block watch my squat
"Gimme-got" thoughts of jock
Well-sought after, rise like astronauts
Tell negroes they ain't half as hot
Tell The Beatles, the negroes is where they took half they plot
Young Diesel, I'm nasty – watch
How Black people flip and bounce anythang and smash on y'all
Buttermilk biscuits, this test is clear
Y'all already know DOOM one of the best there is
I confess, I dig –
The best make me speak crazy
Out the side of my neck about the BET lady
The Caribbean chick before they started playing "gimme the hits"
Any simian bit in the abyss
Indigestion disintegrate real quick, real spit
Illuminati knew we wildin' with stupid violence
So most of these fools choose silence
While we move mountains and chew diamonds
Like groove pirates on our new island – just commandeered
It's not wrong, it's weird
Sing along and cheer, this your song of the year
Survivor series, 
Underground million language, combined with mercury
Viable first degree maniacal verb velocity, tossed hands-free
Dangling about your city
Batman's memory – photographic, but chilling
Haunted visual density, 
Illustrated word weaponry, 
Step to me –
Like Big Daddy