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MF DOOM HL2 STYLE | Ragdoll Playermodel

you cant, the playermodel dosent have c arms

How to fix that in first person his hands are white and sleeves are grey(not green)

this might be mf doom

mmm food

GUYS THE CLARISSA THING IS FAKE AF
ITS A mfdoomING MYTH ITS FAKE LLLLLLLLLLLL
I'VE GOT NO KICK FROM CHAMPAAGGNNEEEEE
THE ALCOHOL, DOESN'T THRILL ME AT ALLLL
SO TELL ME WHY SHOULDN'T IT BE TRUEEEE
I GET A KICK OOUT OF BREWWWWWWW
MOBYSMAILBOX IS SCARED OF THE MYTH
CAUSE HES 5 LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
THEH3ATH3N IS SIGMA

THIS IS MF DOOM

in the morning i got breakfast on my mind
can i uh get a number 2 14 and number 9
lil bro want a cup of orange juice
in that he wants no ice no ice
can you just put the jelly in the bag

Would be sweet if hit boxes could be fixed up, maybe in an alternate add-on

we need the mask as a drop

Now, you keep your eyes open
When I tell ya, start snappin' (Oh yeah, sure)
Uh, ladies and gentlemen
I am risking my life to tell you with, with great concern
That I must warn you, I, I
You must listen
Many among you, have, have had their minds taken over
DOOM, gosh, I wish I'd brought my autograph book
(Your attempts at humor bore me) Right, lead-head
You're weird
Why is everyone staring at us?
(Aw, I should have realized, we must look like freaks to them)
Relax masseur, just do your thing
(Get a good grip on my-)
What? Why, I'll bend your read-out meter for ya, you little
(Hey, knock it off, Ben)
What's the matter? (Oh, Ben)
You're nothing but a chicken-head
(You overgrown granite-head) Hold it

I hope you brought your spare tweeters
MCs sound like cheerleaders
Rapping and dancing like Red Head Kingpin
DOOM came to do the thing again, no matter who be blingin'
He do it for the smelly hubbies
Seeds know what time it is like it's time for Teletubbies
Few can do it, even fewer can sell it
Take it from the dude who wear a mask like a 'tarded helmet
He plots shows like robberies
In and out, one, two, three, no bodies, please
Run the cash and you won't get a wet sweatshirt
The mic is the shotty, nobody move, nobody get hurt
Bring heat like the boy done gone to war
He came in the door, and "Everybody on the floor!"
A whole string of jobs like we on tour
Every night on the score, coming to your corner store
There, it is done
Now that the representative from South Africa has been
Mind programmed
All of the world leaders on Earth are under my control
And when they meet tomorrow in special session
I, DOOM, shall be voted "Master of the World"
My plan is foolproof, but just in case