November Has Come

[Verse 1: MF Doom]Slow it down someNo split, clown bumYour gold hit sound dumbHold it now, crown 'emWhere you found them at? Got around townCould've drowned in itWould have floated, bloated, votedSugar-coated, loaded hip shooterDraw for the poorFree coffee at the banksHit through the strawNone more for me, thanksThat blanks the rawThat dank sure stank litSank passed the pit for more hardcore prank spitCrank it on blast, roll past Front StreetBlew the whole spot like some old ass with skunk meatThese kids is too fast, juiced off a junk treatWho could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?

[Hook: Damon Albarn]Something started todayWhere did it go? What you want it to be?Well you know, November has comeWhen it's gone awaySomething started todayWhere did it go? What you want it to be?Well you know, November has comeWhen it's gone away

[Verse 2: MF Doom]Baha, can you dig it like a spigot?My guess is yes you can like can I kick it wickedLiquor shot if you happy and you know itAs you clap your hands to the thick snot of a poet, flowin'Grope a pen and I'm in cope hymenDoper rhymin' more worther than the Hope diamondAcquired off the black marketA wire tappin' couldn't target a jar of spitThe rapid-fire spark litZzt, a rapper bug zapperAnd it don't matter after if they's a thug or dapperPlug your trap or it's maximum exposureThe beast got family in numbers asking ‘em for closureAw, send 'em a gun and tell 'em clean itThen go get the nun who said her son didn't mean itShe wore a filled-in thong of BillabongThat said "Nah fo'real-a, the Villain on a Gorilla jawn?"

[Hook]

[Outro: Damon Albarn]When it's..When it's gone away