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madvillain - 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 and 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-t 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-t with ’em
let the rhythm hit ’em, it’s stronger in the other voice
we makes the joints that make ’em spread ’em b-tta 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!lls
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-t
as he get older he get colder than a witch t-t
this is it, make no mistakes
where my n-gga 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

- madvillain lyrics

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