Great Day Lyrics - Singles - Madvillain

It never really mattered too much me 

Cause I was just too damn old to m.c 

All that really mattered is if your rhymes was ill 

Girl, that's all that really mattered to me, oh baby 

Looks like it's gonna be a great day today 

To get some fresh air like a stray on a straightaway 

Hey you, got a light? nah, a Bud Light 

Early in the morning, face crud from like a mud fight 

Looky here, it's just the way the cookie tear 

Prepare to get hurt and mangled like Kurt Angle rookie year 

The rocket scientist, with a pocket wine list 

Some even say he might need some puss-psychiatrist 

Doom, are you pondering what I'm pondering? 

Yes, but why would the darn thing be wandering? 

She's like a foundling, barely worth fondling 

My posse's on raw really momma I want to sing 

Mad plays the bass like the race card 

Villain on the case to break shards and leave her face scarred 

Groovy dude, not to prove to be rude 

But this stuff is like what you might put on movie food 

Uh, what is jalapenos 

Get it like a whuppin' when you holla at your seniors 

Dolla he can overhear the hashish vena 

He just came from over there, the grass is greener 

Last wish, I wish I had two more wishes 

And I wish they fixed the door to the matrix's mad fridges 

Spit so many verses sometimes my jaw twitches 

One thing this party could use is more 

Booze, put yourself in your own shoes 

And stay away from all those pairs of busted Tims you don't use 

He only keep 'em to decorate 

If you wanna peep him select a date 

And bring a deep check like checkmate 

I kid you not, on the dotted line signed 

Ever since a minor, kids considered him some kind of Einstein 

On a diamond mine grind, she was dumb fine 

But not quite the type that you might want to wine and dine 

Couldn't find a pen, had to think of a new trick 

This one he wrote in cold blood with a toothpick 

On second thought it's too thick 

His assistant said "Doom, you sick" he said "True blue acoustics" 

Psycho, his flow is drowned in Lowry seasoning 

With micropower he's sound and right reasoning 

Easy as Pi, three point one four 

One more one false move and they're done for