MF DOOM isn’t just the greatest underground rapper of all time, he’s one of the best rappers to touch a mic, period . R.I.P. to an icon and hip hop legend.
An enigmatic and mysterious force in hip hop, the artist known as Doom or Viktor Vaughn or Metal Face or whatever alias you want to go with, built up a staggering music catalogue that will be discovered and deciphered by rap fans for a long time.
Born in Hounslow, London, but raised in New York, Daniel Dumile, who at the time was going by Zev Love X, entered the rap game in 1988 as part of the hip hop group KMD with his younger brother DJ Subroc.
After Subroc was tragically struck by a car and killed on April 23, 1993, Dumile retreated from the rap world for a few years. In his own words, he was “damn near homeless, walking the streets of Manhattan, sleeping on benches.”
In 1999, Dumile made his return to hip hop with Operation: Doomsday under a new name, MF DOOM. Since then, he’s dropped countless projects – some widely lauded and some of them obscure – under multiple aliases. Along the way, he’s also appeared on numerous feature appearances, here are some of the dopest ones.
From DJ Muggs’ “Death Wish” to Kool Keith’s “Super Hero” and De La Soul’s “Rock Co.Kane Flow,” here are the top 13 best MF DOOM guest verses of all time.
13. Hell Razah ft. Viktor Vaughn & Talib Kweli – “Project Jazz”
Released: February 20, 2007
Album: Renaissance Child
Producer: MF DOOM
Vik slick talk, with a cough full of North Of course New York floss, don't know blue pork Before you walk across, look both ways The third and the fourth of them nowaday ofays Kept a dog on a wooden leg And hustled all night in the fog on the reg Even dressed like a bum and could beg Instead did the other on the strength, what a good egg Been bred to win, since head spins, ooh them gems Spread too thin, depends on who's losin Heads do spin, it's deaded, now who's in? The gang's all here, enough combined slang to bang all year It's on, like it ain't never been on cordless before Report for lawless, bosses off shore With horses, hay and tablets, made em with rabbits Habits til they hate 'em and had it, damn it And he's gone with the wind Dead wrong, a song with a spin and a grin Out of style, with the blow out the mild mannered smile Like a foul wild Spaniard on the show out Vaughn, the one you trick-a-don Why stick it, if you gotta slip a slicker on, Viktor Vaughn
12. DJ Babu ft. Sean Price & MF DOOM – “The Unexpected”
Released: October 28, 2008
Album: Duck Season Vol. 3
Producer: DJ Babu
Hmmmmm.. You say the beat grabbed you, then the rhyme stabbed you But can't prove it was my clients Doom and Babu? I rest my case - the witness never showed up They both kept heat on the street and had it sewed up Defense was wise, complete with alibis What the informer told the coroner was a pile of lies Beat the rap in a court of law Free to beat the crap out them snitches while protectin and extortin the poor Expect to expect the unexpected Check for wreck, tons up under or in front of Han detected Thunder for breakfast, sun a hundred sons in under a second Whoever disrespect neck get disconnected Off the record macho steel cage tiger stripe Metal Fang striker versus Nacho Libre Riker type Rigged for a fake drawer, that's what the paper do Pick more cake score HD pay-per-view It's much safer for you to cry dry tears for years Dun-da-da-dah Villain here, no fears It is what it is 'cept it ain't what it used to be That's news to me, choose to be free musically Take it from Doom-dini the crew meanie Act like you don't know, even if you seen me In it for the green zucchini, so we can get a new beanie For Babu, the 1 and 2s genie
11. DJ Muggs ft. MF DOOM & Freddie Gibbs – “Death Wish”
Released: June 22, 2018
Album: Soul Assassins: Dia Del Asesinato
Producer: DJ Muggs
Wrote this rhyme straight across, clown sure to take a loss You know they jealous if behind his back they ever say he soft Spin back around, quick! Confront 'em and they play it off Young and the world is full of it, forge ahead, stay the course At the bar, who's buying? Been in the game so long, he can tell when dudes lying Sneaky pricks sure to get hit with a ball of spit (spits) Nahhh, keeps his integrity all of it Must be too strong for tugging spirits Guess everything is fair in love and lust and lyrics Kinda fancying suckers hide behind the bread To the point that the hammer be behind the head (click click) Fire kid, bang, cocky sense of power, think they running shit By the hour, dissipating into nothingness Villain up in this bitch with a bottle, it's empty It won't go to waste, zero empathy
10. Gorillaz ft. MF DOOM – “November Has Come”
Released: May 11, 2005
Album: Demon Days
Producer: Danger Mouse, Jason Cox, James Dring & Gorillaz
Slow it down some, no split, clown bum Your gold hits sound dumb, hold it now, crown 'em Where you found them at? Got 'em 'round town, could've drowned in it Would have floated, bloated, voted Sugar-coated, loaded hip shooter Draw for the poor, free coffee at the banks Hit through the straw, none more for me, thanks That blanks the raw, that dank sure stank lit Sank past the pit for more hardcore prank spit Crank it on blast, roll past Front Street Blew the whole spot like some old ass with skunk meat These kids is too fast, juiced off a junk treat Who could get looser off a crunk or a funk beat?
9. Prince Paul ft. Wordsworth, Chubb Rock & MF DOOM – “People Places & Things”
Released: May 6, 2003
Album: Politics of the Business
Producer: Mr. Len, Harry Allen, DJ A Vee & Prince Paul
The Supervillain's the name, still in the game, the same biz What's his face told y'all what the name of the game is Downtown on the skip-stop, crisp new Timbs Damage on my corns like flip flops, and who's him? Rap cats act brave as hell Get on the mic and turn gangster on some "Yeah, see" like Dave Chappelle More like Screech, Saved by the Bell Black man on some "I'm a man's man" man's man name is Shaq Man Then they get on the first year later Get their first hater, their first pair of gators To the perpetrators he's The Unknown Comic Who spit on the microphone in chunks of thrown vomit It's just a shame, bust this aim Lust for fame crushed his frame, like what's his name And whatchamacallit remind him of Mini-Me With Minnie Mouse in Gucci from her coochie to her skinny knee Like thirteen earthlings, Cool Hand Luke Who dropped jewel and influence the youth like Buk All he do is puke when he in need of a speedy line He said "every rhyme I mastermind like Se' Divine" You greedy swine, don't eat pork In the Streets of New York you out of place like Mork From Ork, dork, Paul pop the cork Drop me in Newark airport, I'm supposed to meet Björk But what's all the fuss about? Hush up your big mouth I sent her out to see Grimm to bust him out the big house Yup, see that's how rumors get started A certified older cat who don't get carded DOOM could write a rhyme on demand And get money as if he had time on his hands And when he not in the lab doing flows and vocals He out in the streets throwing bones with the locals Never underestimate the next man's thirst It could be way far worse than a whole jar of Starburst Mmmm, he keeps those by the pound load Emcees run from common locations like download I think it's rather spectacular How they come out they neck, bite and suck like Dracula In case you just tuned in, once again We're here with the Supervillain, known as hip hop's Gunga Din
8. CZARFACE ft. MF DOOM – “Ka-Bang!”
Released: June 5, 2015
Album: Every Hero Needs a Villain
Producer: The Czar-Keys
A grown-ass man, mind from a trash can And he kept his rhymes as aligned as a Tascam Whoosh! Like a flash bang crash the Shazam Van Made it with the stashed cash, and his black ash hand Bring on the last man standing, he can hang Did the Shang-A-Lang then caught him, Ka-Bang! Drone flown pass, blam, ping on the dash cam Known as a king who do rings on a mass scam Overthrow a vast plan, shown a unmask fam' Rock it like a sun's splash jam She had the color, came first place on the can-can band stand Face like Ann Landers, ask my man, man-man Bitter than a batch of tan bran from Pakistan Don't get smacked with the practice hand Not one to grand stand, get it on a low-low gram Ampersand handstand gas can
7. The Herbaliser ft. MF DOOM – “It Ain’t Nuttin'”
Released: March 19, 2002
Album: Something Wicked This Way Comes
Producer: Ollie Teeba & Jake Wherry
It ain't nuttin' like a fist full of cash or a bliss full of the hash That twist like a mustache, from end to end, spread it like a rash From talking through your Walkman or at your disco bash Give me the Timbs Rumpelstiltskin brown A metal face mask with a built in frown A mic to tilt down, a hundred thousand pounds And see how kilt sound like spilt milk clown Cocoa butter on very ashy day fam With Ray-Bans out on the islands of Cayman Or I'll break it down for the layman Bain De Soleil for that Saint-Tropez... tannnn A can a ole gold too cold to hold, slow ya roll Keep on moving like Soul II Soul, hold the dough Like a fool who stole pity y'all From tryna' go up against city hall titty bar The black mic is like a red violin Ok, everybody back to the lab, try again Bloody rap game like Leviathan Leave a bad taste, killin' my high like Niacin Stop kiddin' middlemen need Ritalin Hit me with the full tin of gin and I'm a kid again Keep the bong lightin' straight through the song writin' The Supervillain AKA the thong bitin', that's inviting all To the reciting that's dope and raw Hoping all y'all come in peace and it's open bar Tear the roof off this Bumba Ras Clot By the end of the night spazz like Shazbot Spilt a shot made the pen lines runny An ill plot that's ten times Ben Stein’s money, funny How he rips the scripts with a straight face With more rhymes than is lines in ya database Placing rappers in endangerment, who's reckless With this food for thought sorta' like breakfast You could mark it off as wreck on the checklist Wear gold fronts, can't afford no necklace Shit, that there, could go to help buildin' daycares Somebody say yeah (yeah!) Pay ya fares, give the Herbalizers their shares And y'all could pay DOOM in beers, cheers!
6. BADBADNOTGOOD & Ghostface Killah ft. MF DOOM – “Ray Gun”
Released: January 9, 2015
Album: Sour Soul
Producer: Ging
As if, stance mad stiff Metal Face DOOM, beware, he bear gifts Cab for the shift, overwork, overtime Jerk, you been warned, go for mine In the dancehall, play the wall like handball 'Til his pants fall, brawl 'til last call Loose cannon, squeeze drip Off to rip this one for the Gipper, get gypped That nig', ya dig? Don't tip the strippers Foamposite mask, matching slippers Yo, where's Starks? Backpack of ammo Warriors said, "Let your flags blow", camo These dudes is toys like Wham-O Damn though, chip paint driving on the gravel with the Lambo Blammo
5. Prefuse 73 ft. Aesop Rock & MF Doom – “Black List”
Released: June 11, 2001
Album: Vocal Studies + Uprock Narratives
Producer: Prefuse 73
I can stop anytime I want to Famous last words that came back to haunt you All your life like permanent dry tears Some cats get it like no bright ideas He broke the record and bowed Said he couldn't do it without the crowd For crying out loud Even took the time to contaminate the rhyme scene And drop a line before he was out in the time machine A lot of rappers is drama queens Fuddy duddy when it comes to the mic I'm a fiend that's buddy buddy Fuck around and get your title took, cut and dry He doesn't lie even like who and where, what and why?? Hold it like a cube button Buttonfly poom poom Once he leave the room, they be like DOOM, DOOM, DOOM Its no use blessed the design Then the Villain has left the buildin, dressed to the nines Like I'mma do mines and ya'll do ya'lls He stay reppin the game like Lou Rawls The Super MF Villain feel 'em like two balls For the microphone he jonesed like two falls We will see after these scrimmages who falls A lot of ya'll image is reminiscent of Rupaul Gall to brawl and we'll be needing new drawers JAWS the one twos that run through walls
4. Jake One ft. MF DOOM – “Trap Door”
Released: October 7, 2008
Album: White Van Music
Producer: Jake One
He moves the crowd like a cursor on zoom No curse words, DOOM the worst church nerd verse heard Appeared blurred to a million true believers He's the supervillain armed dealer to the divas Catch, amongst other world scandals Butter pearl handles to match your girl's sandals Plan was hatched by a pack of old vandals Who flag was a black and gold patch with bloody anvils "Hit 'em to the head" was the motto And one more time to make sure them dead, BLAKKO When you throw blows in a knife fight Paco That's how it goes in this Modern Life like Rocko Clock dough 24-7 cycle When it comes to flows he got more than a mic full Pull a broad like a dyke bull on a long bid You're messin with the wrong kids Michael ... it ain't Jack-son For him to flip scripts like camera, action Villain! Raw by the laws of attraction For future generation's information - the black one ... Move the crowd like a buddha cloud The purple, puff puff pass 'round the circle A jerk well renowned for his work skill He's out, the proof is the computer's down Urkel MC a show via wi-fi And paid way before we wrap it up like tie-dye Hip-Hop sci-fi, you can see he had the eye Of the tiger through the mask like the Fry Guy Just made a baby Olmec dome check Left some folks' ancestors home wreck With blown backs, these lesser known facts thwart evil It got no reason, like short people No offense, his feet was burnt brass Whenever he walked on the street it turned glass On his lucky rat's paw in the crap drawer All the world's a stage, where's the trap door, slackjaw Logic, to keep your mind in the project Drop the check, his job is to chop neck That's just payback for noses, there's no psych though What they don't know like Bo Won't hurt Diddley squat Got to be kiddin me, not Seriously plot, to put a hit out on the G-spot Gypped like Egypt out their kettles and they teapot
3. MED, Blu & Madlib ft. MF DOOM – “Knock Knock”
Released: October 30, 2015
Album: Bad Neighbor
Producer: Madlib
Knock knock, menacing cousin Villain, let my self in Only need a stick of butter, cheese and some vitamin D double O-M, as in mescaline Hang the hat on steez, the gentleman's testament The rest been sold and told like the book of Evangel I'ma hold the DVD, I ain't seen Scandal A handful IOU, won't miss a brew or two or six Torture the lyrics, mics and crucifix Fresh new kicks, I would put 'em on 'cept Them shoes always hurt my corn Might as well return, his young shirt was war torn Got you on the track with the horn, word is bond I see you when you gone to the next event (Represent) Get paid, big cuzzo Villain message sent
2. Kool Keith ft. MF DOOM – “Super Hero”
Released: August 16, 2016
Album: Feature Magnetic
Producer: Number One Producer
Vik' in the sick captain's pilot suit Designed by Travolta out his mind Is in the mind of another culture vulture Threw him from Tulsa to this dimension Right on time for the heroes-hustlers convention It's no admission, you gotta be on the list Play your position, peon, against the metal fist He's on a purely secular mission Stroll through wearin' the DOOM Clarks, second edition Web slinger need a beat, well black him out Flank him out, test his spidey senses on his bank account For illest mention he hermaphrodite whose pants was tight Who dance aight Gave it to Puck from Alpha Flight The mask was bright as lightnin' Same type of shinin' got them Teen Titans fightin' Sippin' on that She-Hulk milk, at least she said it was milk In a Hello Kitty catsuit, I bet it was silk Grabbed the award for bein' hella raw Of course he scored the relic for Until next rhyme, y'all—Excelsior!
1. De La Soul ft. MF DOOM – “Rock Co.Kane Flow”
Released: October 5, 2004
Album: The Grind Date
Producer: Jake One
From the top of the key for 3 -- Villain! Been on in the game as long as he can wheelie a Schwinn Turn the corner spinning, bust that ass and get up Dust off the mask, whoever laugh give him a head up He got jumped, it pumped his adrenaline He said it made him tougher than a bump of raw medicine To write all night long, the hourglass is still slow Flow from Hellborn to free power like LILCo And still owe bills, pay dues forever Slay youths when it comes to who's more cleverer Use to wore a leather goose V with a fur collar And charged a fee for loose leaf words per dollar Ya heard? Holler - broad or dude, we need food Eat your teams for sure, the streets sure seem rude For fam like the Partridges, pardon him for the mix-up Battle for your Atari cartridges or put your kicks up It's a stick up
