Madlib - No Brain lyrics

[Intro] Like the rose, poof he went [?] the other channels There's nothing on any of them! They are all disappeared! This is chaos! [Verse: MF DOOM] 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've bit but don't know their own shine from Shinola Everything that glitter ain't fishscale Lemme think, don't let her faint get Ishmael A shot of Jack got her back it's not an act stack Forgot about the cackalack, holla back, clack clack blocka Villainy, feel him in your heart chakra chart toppa Start sh** stoppa be a smart shoppa Shot a cop day around the way 'bout to stay But who'd a know there's two 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 sh** with 'em Let the rhythm hit 'em, it's stronger in the other voice We makes the joints that make 'em spread 'em bu*ta 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 Baker's man He'd take her for her masters, hit it once and shake her hand On some old thank ya ma'am and 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 enough black (for ya) It's too hot to handle, you got blue sandals Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal? Do not stand still, both show sk**s Close but no krills, toast for po' nils, post no bills Coast to coast Joe Shmoe's flows ill, go chill Not supposed to overdose No-Doz pills Off sides like how worf rides with Starfleet Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat Told ya, on some get-rich sh** As he get older he get colder than a witch tit This is it, make no mistakes Where my n***a go? Oh Figaro, Figaro I want the moment to start, then- into [Outro] I'll see him Yeah, listen If you can get to the filing cabinet and -*scratch*- Housed his records and things, enough to finish him They're coming Okay, I can take it Well then