A.T.H.F. (Aqua Teen Hunger Force) - Dangerdoom, MF DOOM, Danger Mouse

Widdy widdy widdy widdy widdy widdy widdy we We need food

Whare you doin there?

I’m rappin

Yeah… no, no I see that — what for?

Money — if you got it umm

I wanna get some steady bitches and hoes

And some candy for my nose

Some diamond stones, to roll with my chrome and.

Hey, genius.

You even know what that means?

Uh-uh — what does it mean?

Where’s the keyboards, and the tambourine, and the guitar

And you know, I mean — the stuff that like, white people like

We had a piano

Somethin bad-ass, like uhh, I don’t know

Like uhh, REO Speedwagon or somethin

Hell yeah!

Aiyyo, I know this dude right

Carl, he wore tight blue sweats but wasn’t glued too tight

All he had upstairs was a crude light

You think that’s weird?

He lived next door to a food fight

Howdy Danger, much obliged for the beat God

Even though you still eat lard, by the Meatwad

Mesquite charred, speakin of which or who

Voice all squeaky like they tuned it up a pitch or two

A cuhnk of burned up witch’s brew, get your crew

See if they can’t get pat the stench of the stew

It stank like a septic tank full of big poo

He mostly only turned into a frank or a igloo

Switch your view to the brother with the fried dreads

Not to be confused with the incense selling thai heads

His name rhymes with Mike-Cock

You could call him livewire, eye sockets, Frylock

Able to shoot electricity through his eyeballs

And blast all through your single sided brick and drywall

More interesting than professional wrestling

When he’s online, you can find him on Instant Pestering

What’s up with your boy?

He’s not a soft or hot drink

Whoever don’t like it could suck his straw, it’s hot pink

On some junk like Gucci on a classy ho Might splash you in the face with nuclear pistachio

Make a fast break, or that’ll be the last mistake

that ass’ll make is what you get for messin with Master Shake

Look out, don’t block the screen son, lunge across

Tryin to watch, «Aqua Teen Hunger Force!»

Rock this cult hymn, sock your mean younger boss

Psht —, «Aqua Teen Hunger Force!»

He often wondered, should he get the logo tatted to his woody?

He could be «#1 in the hood, G!»

Easily

(*BEEP!!*}

Shake callin, he heh

You know I wa-ahhhhhhaaaaeehh

I’d just got off the phone with somebody else and uh that wasn’t about you

That was about me being upset about something else

I shouldn’t have called you but I did, cause I just

I like you so much, I’m REALLY looking forward to us working together

And just, as of now that I’m calm

And after I’ve apologized profusely — probably too much

I am available, call me doggie — woof!