[00:00.000] 作词 : Madlib/MF DOOM
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Madlib/MF DOOM
[00:02.000] 编曲 : Madlib
[00:03.000] 制作人 : Madlib
[00:13.924]The rest is empty with no brain but the clever nerd
[00:16.454]The best emcee with no chain ya ever heard
[00:19.090]Take it from the Tec-9 holder
[00:21.628]They've bit but don't know their neck shine from Shinola
[00:24.698]Everything that glitters ain't fishscale
[00:27.070]Lemme think, don't let her faint get Ishmael
[00:29.484]A shot of Jack got her back it's not an act stack
[00:32.066]Forgot about the cackalack, holla back, clack clack blocka
[00:35.286]Villainy, feel him in ya heart chakra chart toppa
[00:38.223]Start shit stoppa be a smart shoppa
[00:40.146]Shot a cop day around the way 'bout to stay
[00:42.696]But who'd a know there's two mo' that wonder where the shooter go
[00:45.228]'Bout to jet, get him, not a bet, dead 'em
[00:47.569]Let 'em spit the venom said 'em got a lot of shit with 'em
[00:50.530]Let the rhythm hit 'em, it's stronger in the other voice
[00:52.935]We makes the joints that make 'em spread 'em butta moist
[00:55.705]Man, please, the stage is made of panties
[00:58.137]From the age of baby hoochies on to the grannies
[01:00.653]Ban me the dough rake, daddy
[01:02.588]The flow make her fatty shake, patty cake, patty cake
[01:05.998]For fake, if he was Anita Baker's man
[01:08.518]He'd take her for her masters, hit it once an' shake her hand
[01:11.299]On some ol' thank ya ma'am an' ghost her
[01:13.776]She could mind the toaster if she sign the poster
[01:16.741]A whole host of roller coaster riders
[01:19.111]Not enough tracks (is it?)
[01:20.530]Hot enuff black (for ya)
[01:21.738]It's too hot to handle, you got blue sandals
[01:24.264]Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal?
[01:26.857]Do not stand still, both show skills
[01:28.997]Close but no krills, toast for po' nils, post no bills
[01:31.978]Coast to coast Joe Shmoe's flows ill, go chill
[01:34.856]Not supposed to overdose No-Doz pills
[01:37.296]Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
[01:40.201]Off sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet
[01:42.639]Told ya, on some get-rich shit
[01:44.933]As he get older he gets colder than a witch tit
[01:47.813]This is it, make no mistakes
[01:49.837]Where my nigga go?
[01:50.820]Figaro, Figaro
[01:52.852]O's beats and my rhymes attack
[01:55.094]A scary act
[01:56.397]All black like Ms. Mary Mack
[01:58.287]Wait 'til you see 'em live on the piano
[02:00.661]DOOM sings soprano like "una duociano"
[02:03.635]My momma told me
[02:05.611]Blast him and pass her her glass of Ol' E
[02:08.552]Not to be troublesome
[02:09.849]But I could sure use a quick shot of double rum
[02:12.252]No stick of bubble gum
[02:13.684]I like ice cream
[02:15.031]We could skip the weddin'
[02:16.420]Have a nice dream
[02:17.474]She only let him stick the head in

作词 : Madlib/MF DOOM
作曲 : Madlib/MF DOOM
编曲 : Madlib
制作人 : Madlib
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 neck shine from Shinola
Everything that glitters 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 ya heart chakra chart toppa
Start shit 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 the venom said 'em got a lot of shit with 'em
Let the rhythm hit 'em, it's stronger in the other voice
We makes 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 Baker's man
He'd take her for her masters, hit it once an' shake her hand
On some ol' thank ya ma'am 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)
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 skills
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 pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
Off sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet
Told ya, on some get-rich shit
As he get older he gets colder than a witch tit
This is it, make no mistakes
Where my nigga go?
Figaro, Figaro
O's beats and my rhymes attack
A scary act
All black like Ms. Mary Mack
Wait 'til you see 'em live on the piano
DOOM sings soprano like "una duociano"
My momma told me
Blast him and pass her her glass of Ol' E
Not to be troublesome
But I could sure use a quick shot of double rum
No stick of bubble gum
I like ice cream
We could skip the weddin'
Have a nice dream
She only let him stick the head in