Madvillain

The rest is empty with no brain but the clever nerd
The best emcee with no chain ya ever heard
Take it from the Tec-9 holder
They bit and dont let a faint get Ishmael
A shot of Jack got her back its not an act stack
Forgot about the cackalack, holla back, clack clack blocka
Villainy, feel him in ya heart chakra chart toppa
Star shit stoppa be a smart shoppa
Shot a cop day around the way bout to stay
But whod a know theres 2 mo that wonder where the shooter go
Bout to jet, get him, not a bet, dead em
Let em spit venom said em got a lot of shit with em
Let the rhythm hit em, its stronger in the other voice
We make the joints that make em spread em butta moist
Man, please. The stage is made of panties
From the age of baby hoochies on to the grannies
Ban me the dough rake, daddy
The flow make her fatty shake, patty cake, patty cake
For fake, if he was Anita Bakers man
Hed take her for her masters, hit it once an shake her hand
On some ol thank ya maam an ghost her
She could mind the toaster if she sign the poster
A whole host of roller coaster riders
Not enough tracks (is it?)
Hot enuff black (for ya)
Its too hot to handle, you got blue sandals
Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal?
DO not stand still, both show skills
Close but no crills, toast for po ills, post no bills
Coast to coast Joe Shmoes flows ill, go chill
Not supposed to overdose, no Doz pills
Off pride tikes now talk wide though scar meat
Off sides like how Work rides with Starfleet
Told ya, on some get-riche shit
As he get older he gets colder tha a witch tit
This is it, make no mistakes
Where my nigga go?
Figaro, Figaro
Os beats and my rhumes attack
A scary act
All black like Ms. Mary Mack
Wait til you see em live on the piano
DOOM sings soprano like uno dos yano
My momma told me
Blast him and pass her her glass of Ol E
Not to be troublesome
But I coul sure use a quick shot of double rum
No stick of bubble gum
I like ice cream
We could skip the wedding
Have anice dream
She only let him stick the head in
[ Figaro Lyrics ]