theres only beer left

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

He went to go laugh and get some head by the side road
She asked him autograph her derriere, it read
"To Wide Load, this yard bird taste like fried toad turd
Love, Villain"
Take pride in code words
Crooked eye, mold, nerd geek with a cold heart
Probably still be speaking in rhymes as an old fart
Study how to eat to die by the pizza guy
No, he's not too fly to skeet in a skeezer eye
And squeeze her thigh, maybe give her curves a feel
The same way she feel it when he flow with nerves of steel
They call the super when they need their back, uh, plumbing fixed
"How there's only one left? The pack comes in six!
Whatever happened to two and three?"
A herb tried to slide with four and five
And got caught like, "What you doing, G?
Don't make 'em have to get cutting like truancy
Matter of fact, not for nothing, right now, you and me!"
Looser than a pair of Adidas

Eat up all they emcees and drink 'em under the table
Like, "It's on me, put it on my tab, kid"
However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it
You're leaving on your face, forfeit
I crush the mic, hold it like the heat, he might toss it
Told him tell 'em they stole it, he told her he lost it
She told him, "Get off it", and a bunch of other more shit
Getting money, DT's be getting no new leads
It's like he eating watermelon, stay spitting new seeds
It's the weed, give me some of what he drooping off
Soon as he wake up, choking like it was whooping cough
They group been soft
First hour at the open bar and they're trooping off

c_hands when

Tempt me, do number on the label...

Rappers screaming all in our ears, like we're deaf...

There's only One Beer left...

i knew you were the one for me

when i was led to you

Theres only 1 beer left. Rappers screaming in all our ears like we deaf. Tempt me, do a number on the label, get all the emsees and drink em under the table like: "It's all me, put it on my tab kid." However you get there, foot it, cab it, iron horse it. You leaving on your face, forfeit.

hell yeah

Could you add an NPC from MF DOOM?

This is pretty motherfucking doom

i don't what it is about playermodels in the hl2 style but i love it also RIP MF DOOM

one beer?!

1 for the money 2 for the better green 3 4 methylenedioxymethamphetamine

can you please make sfm version

bro i miss mf doom😔

https://youtu.be/hm9r0QGWGD0

Make Kurt Donald Cobain.. Please? haha

yooo

make kanye

The only good DOOM add-on. Godspeed, you!

我超DOOM

can you upload a model of a mask?

RIP

sometimes you rhyme quick sometimes you rhyme slow

Лучше играть в альтушку для скуфа чем в это (шутка мод класный)

how DOOM hold heat and preach non-violence?

don't talk about my moms, yo

There's only one beer left

The super villain himself. Will never be forgotten. RIP MF DOOM. Thank you for making this mod.

AY YO YO Y'ALL CANT STAND RIGHT HERE

WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the More- government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death the returns to the person that read this letter, on a monday night at 12:00a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other profiles on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if u copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes u will have the best of your life

hands i need

The maddest villian

god bless ya life

rip my goat

BLACK persoN!!

MM...