The fat is in the fire, a fryer made of chicken wire Gettin' sick and tired of a friggin' liar Pelican, with some very soft mangos A closet full of skeletons and terry cloth Kangols Flew the coop, before you hit it, let me warn you She did a cool hula-hoop but don't get any on you It's all a big scam to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the triggerman, FIGJAM DOOM, not to be confused with nobody Especially, since the flows he used was so nutty Never too woozy to go study Crews got no clues like old cruddy Officer McGillicuddy Watch your six, he got a lot of more tricks Lyrics, bricks, on sticks sure got raw-nytics It's a gift, don't get shot for kicks With the same slick used to plot sick vics with Spotted at a chick flick, holdin' hands The other one on his swollen glans, a golden chance That's why he kept them holes in his pants Rollin' in a old van, is what he told his stolen fans Is that you? True, matched from hat to shoe Snafu, snatch any brew, LaBatt's Blue Black Jew like that's new, patch me through No latch attached, skat shoo, catch twenty-two Super, he's loaded dice nice And overpriced, an arm and a leg; owe 'em your life or your ice Villain, nag a grieving old hag Snag a bragger by his mic cord and leave him holding the bag Come clean, a bunch of dumb mean cream puffs A keen drum machine buff, who fiends for more green stuff Instead of starvin' there be problems by the goo gobs Aight, somebody's robbin' Lou Dobbs and them tonight And he's on the next flight, moon bound And makes it a point to stay away from the goon pound Got some peers that's gone in the lost years Tears and cheers, born in the crosshairs Why are you listening to this backwards? (*reversed*) Hey Mr. Thundercleese, what's that you were singing? It is the Robotic Hymn of Doom Well I always say, nothin livens up a Robotic Hymn of Doom Better than an amazing pair of jugs!

sharpshooters is hands down one of the best albums ive listened to in my entire life, this is underrated as fuck

The fat is in the fire, a fryer made of chicken wire Gettin' sick and tired of a friggin' liar Pelican, with some very soft mangos A closet full of skeletons and terry cloth Kangols Flew the coop, before you hit it, let me warn you She did a cool hula-hoop but don't get any on you It's all a big scam to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the triggerman, FIGJAM DOOM, not to be confused with nobody Especially, since the flows he used was so nutty Never too woozy to go study Crews got no clues like old cruddy Officer McGillicuddy Watch your six, he got a lot of more tricks Lyrics, bricks, on sticks sure got raw-nytics It's a gift, don't get shot for kicks With the same slick used to plot sick vics with Spotted at a chick flick, holdin' hands The other one on his swollen glans, a golden chance That's why he kept them holes in his pants Rollin' in a old van, is what he told his stolen fans Is that you? True, matched from hat to shoe Snafu, snatch any brew, LaBatt's Blue Black Jew like that's new, patch me through No latch attached, skat shoo, catch twenty-two Super, he's loaded dice nice And overpriced, an arm and a leg; owe 'em your life or your ice Villain, nag a grieving old hag Snag a bragger by his mic cord and leave him holding the bag Come clean, a bunch of dumb mean cream puffs A keen drum machine buff, who fiends for more green stuff Instead of starvin' there be problems by the goo gobs Aight, somebody's robbin' Lou Dobbs and them tonight And he's on the next flight, moon bound And makes it a point to stay away from the goon pound Got some peers that's gone in the lost years Tears and cheers, born in the crosshairs

tyty, again. see u tomorrow.

0:00-0:19 gives me Mana and or Juanes vibes

God bless you for this, sir. I will personally listen and play this at least a billion times alone...

The original sample of this is "Thoughful Popper" by Don Harper. Very obscure... Danger mouse has also used his track "Chamber Pop" as a sample in the track Sofa King

This song always makes me think of a bad ass pink panther lol like this would be his intro theme song lol I love it.

I used to go see The Sharpshooters at the 700 Club here in Seattle. Good memories

The fat is in the fire, a fryer made of chicken wire Gettin' sick and tired of a friggin' liar Pelican, with some very soft mangos A closet full of skeletons and terry cloth Kangols Flew the coop, before you hit it, let me warn you She did a cool hula-hoop but don't get any on you It's all a big scam to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the triggerman, FIGJAM DOOM, not to be confused with nobody Especially, since the flows he used was so nutty Never too woozy to go study Crews got no clues like old cruddy Officer McGillicuddy Watch your six, he got a lot of more tricks Lyrics, bricks, on sticks sure got raw-nytics It's a gift, don't get shot for kicks With the same slick used to plot sick vics with Spotted at a chick flick, holdin' hands The other one on his swollen glans, a golden chance That's why he kept them holes in his pants Rollin' in a old van, is what he told his stolen fans Is that you? True, matched from hat to shoe Snafu, snatch any brew, LaBatt's Blue Black Jew like that's new, patch me through No latch attached, skat shoo, catch twenty-two Super, he's loaded dice nice And overpriced, an arm and a leg; owe 'em your life or your ice Villain, nag a grieving old hag Snag a bragger by his mic cord and leave him holding the bag Come clean, a bunch of dumb mean cream puffs A keen drum machine buff, who fiends for more green stuff Instead of starvin' there be problems by the goo gobs Aight, somebody's robbin' Lou Dobbs and them tonight And he's on the next flight, moon bound And makes it a point to stay away from the goon pound Got some peers that's gone in the lost years Tears and cheers, born in the crosshair

damn why isnt this on spotify 😢

Danger Mouse is a fucking genius

Best album i heard in a while

I have ❤❤❤❤

Whos the main dj on this album shit goes crazy

Hot beat. Rest easy, DOOM. P.S.: Ainda não acredito que encontrei o tema dos "Tesourinhos Deprimentes". Incrível!

groovy

The fat is in the fire, a fryer made of chicken wire Gettin' sick and tired of a friggin' liar Pelican, with some very soft mangos A closet full of skeletons and terry cloth Kangols Flew the coop, before you hit it, let me warn you She did a cool hula-hoop but don't get any on you It's all a big scam to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the triggerman, FIGJAM DOOM, not to be confused with nobody Especially, since the flows he used was so nutty Never too woozy to go study Crews got no clues like old cruddy Officer McGillicuddy Watch your six, he got a lot of more tricks Lyrics, bricks, on sticks sure got raw-nytics It's a gift, don't get shot for kicks With the same slick used to plot sick vics with Spotted at a chick flick, holdin' hands The other one on his swollen glans, a golden chance That's why he kept them holes in his pants Rollin' in a old van, is what he told his stolen fans Is that you? True, matched from hat to shoe Snafu, snatch any brew, LaBatt's Blue Black Jew like that's new, patch me through No latch attached, skat shoo, catch twenty-two Super, he's loaded dice nice And overpriced, an arm and a leg; owe 'em your life or your ice Villain, nag a grieving old hag Snag a bragger by his mic cord and leave him holding the bag Come clean, a bunch of dumb mean cream puffs A keen drum machine buff, who fiends for more green stuff Instead of starvin' there be problems by the goo gobs Aight, somebody's robbin' Lou Dobbs and them tonight And he's on the next flight, moon bound And makes it a point to stay away from the goon pound Got some peers that's gone in the lost years Tears and cheers, born in the crosshairs Madison Beer 'Ryder' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified Madison Beer 'Ryder' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius VerifiedBoyWithUke 'Migraine' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius VerifiedBabyface Ray 'Donda Bag' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius VerifiedBoyWithUke 'Before I Die' (Live Performance) | Open MicAshoka 'PAINT' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Genius Verified [Outro: Thundercleese & Brak] Why are you listening to this backwards? (*reversed*) Hey Mr. Thundercleese, what's that you were singing? It is the Robotic Hymn of Doom Well I always say, nothin livens up a Robotic Hymn of Doom Better than an amazing pair of jugs! You might also like Benzie Box DANGERDOOM Sofa King DANGERDOOM A.T.H.F. (Aqua Teen Hunger Force) DANGERDOOM 6 Embed About Genius Annotation 2 contributors The sample used for the beat is Don Harper’s ‘Thoughtful Popper’ +15 Share Q&A Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning Ask a question Who produced “Crosshairs” by DANGERDOOM? When did DANGERDOOM release “Crosshairs”? Who wrote “Crosshairs” by DANGERDOOM? The Mouse and The Mask (2005) DANGERDOOM 1. El Chupa Nibre 2. Sofa King 3. The Mask 4. Perfect Hair 5. Benzie Box 6. Old School Rules 7. A.T.H.F. (Aqua Teen Hunger Force) 8. Basket Case 9. No Names 10. Crosshairs 11. Mince Meat 12. Vats of Urine 13. Space Ho’s 14. Bada Bing Expand Credits Produced By Danger Mouse Written By Don Harper, Danger Mouse & MF DOOM Additional Vocals Andy Merrill Release Date October 10, 2005 Crosshairs Remixes Crosshairs (Freestyle) by Lupe Fiasco & Crosshair by FUNKe (KZbinr) Tags Rap Jazz Rap Hip-Hop East Coast Abstract Rap Expand Comments Add a comment Sign Up And Drop Knowledge 🤓 Genius is the ultimate source of music knowledge, created by scholars like you who share facts and insight about the songs and artists they love. Sign Up Genius is the world’s biggest collection of song lyrics and musical knowledge About Genius Contributor Guidelines Press Shop Advertise Privacy Policy Licensing Jobs Developers Copyright Policy Contact Us Sign In Do Not Sell My Personal Information VERIFIED ARTISTS ALL ARTISTS: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # HOT SONGS: IS IT OVER NOW? (TAYLOR’S VERSION) [FROM THE VAULT] SAY DON’T GO (TAYLOR’S VERSION) [FROM THE VAULT] “SLUT!” (TAYLOR’S VERSION) [FROM THE VAULT] NOW THAT WE DON’T TALK (TAYLOR’S VERSION) [FROM THE VAULT] VIEW ALL Terms of Use © 2023 ML Genius Holdings, LLC

maybe this is a hot take but i HATE the actual rapping, every mf doom song is better as an instrumental idc. rap in general doesnt sound good imo

The fat is in the fire, a fryer made of chicken wire Gettin' sick and tired of a friggin' liar Pelican, with some very soft mangos A closet full of skeletons and terry cloth Kangols Flew the coop, before you hit it, let me warn you She did a cool hula-hoop but don't get any on you It's all a big scam to make y'all eat pig ham When he's on the mic he's like the triggerman, FIGJAM DOOM, not to be confused with nobody Especially, since the flows he used was so nutty Never too woozy to go study Crews got no clues like old cruddy Officer McGillicuddy Watch your six, he got a lot of more tricks Lyrics, bricks, on sticks sure got raw-nytics It's a gift, don't get shot for kicks With the same slick used to plot sick vics with Spotted at a chick flick, holdin' hands The other one on his swollen glans, a golden chance That's why he kept them holes in his pants Rollin' in a old van, is what he told his stolen fans Is that you? True, matched from hat to shoe Snafu, snatch any brew, LaBatt's Blue Black Jew like that's new, patch me through No latch attached, skat shoo, catch twenty-two Super, he's loaded dice nice And overpriced, an arm and a leg; owe 'em your life or your ice Villain, nag a grieving old hag Snag a bragger by his mic cord and leave him holding the bag Come clean, a bunch of dumb mean cream puffs A keen drum machine buff, who fiends for more green stuff Instead of starvin' there be problems by the goo gobs Aight, somebody's robbin' Lou Dobbs and them tonight And he's on the next flight, moon bound And makes it a point to stay away from the goon pound Got some peers that's gone in the lost years Tears and cheers, born in the crosshairs

Yo this is my dads album he one half of the sharpshooters

This is a work of art. This is as musical as someone working with a symphony or orchestra but Danger Mouse is doing it with samples.

the violen tho💯‼🔥🔥🔥

DOOM KILLED HIMSELF AND THE FAMILY THINK BY KEEPING IT SECRET WOULD PRESERVE HIS NON-LEGACY. BUT HE STILL HAS FANS THE FELT HIS PAIN THRU MUSIC. SO HIS WIFE IS A DAMN HIPPOCRITE.

0:21 0:21 0:21 0:21

Ciao Gio

This a funky song why am I so late

Doom always have the best beats

This beat is fucking amazing

the fat is in the fire

this slaps bruh

This should've been the danger mouse theme song

Bought this album on CD at Tower Records

This beat sounds like it could be from Sonic Unleashed

It's a shame that DOOM will be unknown to so many hip hop heads but drake winning grammies

RIP KING DOOM THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING MY YOUR LEGACY LIVE ON THROUGH US ALL 🙏🙏🙏🙏

I remember reading about these dudes back when rap pages or whatever was a newspaper....dope shit, :)

One day 'Down and out' made me a bassist. Greetz from Ukraine!

HOW HAVE I NEVER HEARD THIS ALBUM BEFORE

Timeless

Class album. Got the LP recently. 5:09 Analyze Feat. Four-Fifths 🔥

danger mouse is fucking insane holy shit this is too good

soundcloud.com/user-30185092-442163957/new-crosshairs-my-version there is my spin on this beautiful instrumental

great album

Has to be my favorite instrumental off the album. What a groove, what a flow. Catchy, sexy, and just striking. Any idea where this beat came from? Or is it all original?

Did you make this or actually edit the song, if you played this yourself what tabs you used?

2;06

2021👈🏾

Wow what a masterpiece this whole album.. Happy to have stumbled across this gem! Appreciate the upload :) Greetings from Sweden

the force of nature