Madlib - Avalanche lyrics

I'd like to start off by thanking our sponsor For financing the parts for this Frankenstein monster Along with my partner who's a bro of few words We did this research for true nerds and two birds Piano Do a show, same time watch it And guaranteed to give em more than just hock spit MC extraordinaire, technique sort of rare Caught a glare, sure to scare, next week more to share From the most retardedest artists this year and forever Villain 'nem, ya mean big brothers love ya Definitely felonies, telling me Treacherously MC, yelling B, set em free Let me see, that strategy's misleading Gs all in the freezer with the batteries and Z-Rims He him stalked the concrete with bunion And won't hurt corns when it's on like the stun gun *tsssst* Not so shocking Funyun faced rappers eat rocks, over beatboxin' Debunk punks with a stock flow And make them funky fresh with no socks for hocko Madvillain been as high as Kathmandu And tilted to the side like that fat man's shoe Look, not to give them mix signal The rap game got more toys than Kris Kringle And he's fake, his ears are not deceiving I can't believe my eyeballs no more than "Steveland" No "Wonder", OMFG Snuck him like an unexpected blow from a lefty Caught me, almost shot her eye out Felt good though, even with the cotton dry mouth Time out Okay, time back in Never seen a living human being with black skin What's crackin? Besides smoking trees and wheezing For no reason working like a broken tetrahedron He get paid and get even Building Still get mad when it's time to get (???) They thought the Don had gone silent And since deep in the studies he's accepted non-violence Don't make him have to skip some cla**es And open up an old can of whoop-a** with the fastness Cut the rolling melatonin put a little more in Strip club full of who*es and grown men snoring Keep the block sewed like Thread and Bobbin Bonus And make sure the seeds know they'll never ever own this Beat a dead pony and sell the corpse for glue Get a portion off the proceeds for the shoe No need to bleed if there's no pig to do Flew a fly flow with the speed of Mr. Magoo Blew a wad on a platinum card debit Come back broke as hell ask the god for credit Dead it The mask is like a hand crafted ghillie suit Only if the ladies could see him they'd say it's really cute Hmm Thanks in advance Don't try to be cool now had ya chance Avalanche Rappers is Bagger Vance acting Who need to fix they pants or get smacked by the Mac 10 Or 11, or both Find Jesus, see the reverend take the oath He moves his huge hands in the dark like fate Waitin' for the date to drop the tape like bait