Rhinestone Cowboy (MF Doom & Four Tet Remix)

Hold the cold one
 Like he hold the old gun
 Like he hold the microphone
 And stole the show for fun
 Hold a foe for ransom
 Flows is handsome
 O's in tandem
 Anthem, random, tantrum
 Phantom of the Grand Old Opry
 Ask the dumb hottie
 Masked pump shottie
 Somebody stop me
 Hardly come sloppy on a retarded hard copy
 After rockin' parties he departed in a jalopy
 Watch the droptop pop
 Known as the grimy limey slimy
 Try me blimey
 Simply smashing in a fashion that's timely
 Madvillain dashing in a beat rhyme crime spree
 We rock the house like rock 'n roll
 Got more soul than a sock with a hole
 Set the stage with a goal
 To have the game locked in a cage
 Getting shocked with a pole
 Overthrow it like throwing rover acuit
 A lot of bitches think he's overly chauvanistic
 Let go his dick if that's the case
 Rats, what a waste
 More cats to chase
 Dogs he got 'em like new powers
 Woke up, wrote and spit the shit in a few hours
 Sheesh! Been unleashed since the glee club
 Had your fam saying please make me a dub
 Well, since you ask kindly
 Where he been behind the mask
 Who can't find me?
 You're blind in the wine zone
 Leave ya mind blown when he shine with the 9 he's a rhinestone...
 cowboy.
 Goony goo goo loony koo-koo like Gary Gnu off New Zoo Review
 But who knew the mask had a loose screw?
 Hell, could hardly tell
 Had to like
 It speaks well of the hyper bass
 Wasn't even tweaked and it leaked into cyberspace
 Couldn't wait for the snipes to place
 At least a track list in bold print typeface
 Stopped for a year
 Come back with thumb tacks
 Pop for the beer
 We're hip hop sharecroppers
 Used to wear flip flops, now rare gear coppers
 He's in it for the quiche
 You might as well not ask for no free shit, capiche?
 Oh my aching hands
 From raking in grands and breakin in mic stands
 Villain - his smile stuns ya chick
 While he puts himself in your shoes
 Run ya kicks
 You heard it on the radio-tape it
 Play it in your stereo, your crew'll go apeshit
 The same intuition that tells who spiked the punch
 Curses
 He's truly the worsest
 With enough rhymes to spread
 Throughout the boundless universes
 Let the beat blast
 She told him wear the mask
 He said you bet your sweet ass
 Its made of fine chrome alloy
 Find him on the grind
 He's the rhinestone cowboy