Figaro
[00:13.65] The rest is empty with no brain, but the clever nerd
[00:16.31] The best MC with no chain ya ever heard
[00:19.50] Take it from the TEC-9 holder
[00:21.36] They've bit but don't know their neck shine from Shinola
[00:24.82] Everything that glitters ain't fishscale
[00:26.67] Lemme think, don't let her faint get Ishmael
[00:29.06] A shot of Jack got her back it's not an act stack
[00:31.74] Forgot about the cackalack, holla back; clack-clack, blocka
[00:35.19] Villainy, feel him in ya heart chakra, chart-toppa
[00:38.38] Start-shit stoppa, be a smart shoppa
[00:39.71] Shot-a-Cop day around the way 'bout to stay
[00:42.36] But who'd a know there's two mo' that wonder where the shooter go
[00:45.29] 'Bout to jet, get him, not a bet, dead 'em
[00:47.67] Let 'em spit the venom said 'em got a lot of shit with 'em
[00:50.35] Let the rhythm hit 'em, it's stronger in the other voice
[00:52.74] We makes the joints that make 'em spread 'em butta moist
[00:55.67] Man, please, the stage is made of panties
[00:58.05] From the age of baby hoochies on to the grannies
[01:00.44] Ban me the dough rake, daddy
[01:02.84] The flow make her fatty shake, patty cake, patty cake
[01:06.02] For fake, if he was Anita Baker's man
[01:08.42] He'd take her for her masters, hit it once an' shake her hand
[01:11.59] On some ol' thank ya ma'am an' ghost her
[01:14.26] She could mind the toaster if she sign the poster
[01:16.91] A whole host of roller coaster riders
[01:19.31] Not enough tracks (Is it?)
[01:20.37] Hot enough black (For ya)
[01:22.27] It's too hot to handle, you got blue sandals
[01:24.13] Who shot ya? Ooh got you new spots to vandal?
[01:26.79] Do not stand still, boast yo' skills
[01:29.19] Close but no krills, toast for po' nils, post no bills
[01:32.13] Coast to coast Joe Shmoe's flows ill, go chill
[01:34.79] Not supposed to overdose No-Doz pills
[01:37.71] Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
[01:39.83] Off sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet
[01:43.02] Told ya, on some get-rich shit
[01:44.87] As he gets older he gets colder than a witch tit
[01:47.80] This is it, make no mistakes
[01:49.65] Where my nigga go?
[01:51.25] Figaro, Figaro
[01:53.11] O's beats and my rhymes attack
[01:55.23] A scary act, all black like Ms. Mary Mack
[01:58.42] Wait 'til you see 'em live on the piano
[02:00.56] DOOM sings soprano, like, "Una, duociano"
[02:04.55] My momma told me
[02:05.89] Blast 'em and pass her her glass of Ol' E
[02:08.55] Not to be troublesome
[02:09.87] But I could sure use a quick shot of double rum
[02:12.00] No stick of bubble gum
[02:13.88] I like ice cream, we could skip the weddin'
[02:16.26] Have a nice dream, she only let him stick the head in
