rap snitches, tellin all they business
sit in the court and be they own star witness
do you see the perpetrator? yeah I'm right here
fuck around and get the whole label sent up for years
repeat

[Mr Fantastik]
type profile low, like ay get paid in full
attract heavy cash cuz the game's centripetal
Mister Fantastik long though like elastic
got my life between glocks, it's made out of plastic
can't stand the brown nosin nigga fake ass bastard
it might've been my style so I bust in Manhattan
plottin, plan the quickest, my flow's the sickest
my hoes be the thickest, my dro.. the stickiest
street nigga, stamped and bonafide
when beef jump, niggas come get me cuz they know I ride
two to the ski mask, New York's my origin
play a fake gangsta like a old accordian
accordion ta him, when the D's rushed in
complication from the wild, testimony was thin
caused his man ta go up north, the ball hit em again
blame rap snitch nigga, even told on the mexicans

rap snitches, tellin all they business
sit in the court and be they own star witness
do you see the perpetrator? yeah I'm right here
fuck around get the whole label sent up for years
repeat

[DOOM]
true, there's rules to this shit, fools dare care
everybody wanna rule the world with tears for fear
yeah yeah tell em tell it on the mountain hill
runnin up they mouth bill, everybody doubtin still
informer, keep it up and get tested
pop through the bubble vest or double breasted
he keep a lab down south in the little beast
so much heat you woulda thought it was the Middle East
a little grease always keeps the wheels a spinnin
like sittin on twenty threes to get the squealers grinnin
hittin on many trees, feel real linen
spittin on enemies, get the steel for tin men
where no brains but gum flap
he said his gun clap, then he fled after one slap
[pat!] son shut your trap, save it for the bitches
mmm...delicious, rap snitch knishes


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    General CommentThis song is so sick. It's cleverer than just drug pushers talking about what they do, it's also looking at all the rappers, Little Wayne et.al, who talk about dealing drugs who probably have never been near a drug deal.

    You can't talk about dealing, that's the whole fucking point. So there's two jokes, on the one hand it's like, why would you be stupid enough to take part in a clearly illegal activity, and then NOT ONLY admit to it, but to boast about it on the most public forum you could? You may as well get your own documentary crew and film yourself for the police.

    The second point is more subtle, but it's aimed at the people who boast about drugs in all of their songs, over and over again because they need to sell themselves as rough or street as members of the Game. So he's mocking them too and calling their bluff, showing how stupid their claims would be if they were actually involved in any of these things.
    wjs503on May 31, 2012   Link
  • 0
    General Commenteverything about this track is great. the beat is a riff from a 40 year old bowie tune. the lyrics are great (of course... it's DOOM) and i love that Mr. Fantastik is a complete nobody, yet this track should have been at the top of the charts regardless.

    youtube.com/…
    Mos Def talking a little bit about how much he respects DOOM, and touches initially on his love for this particular track.
    k4ppahon January 01, 2010   Link
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    General CommentI think it's about MCs boasting about all their criminal activites in their tracks, unwittingly snitching on themselves and their friends should they ever be arrested for said activities.
    ZEROpumpkinson May 21, 2010   Link

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