No Brain

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 sides like how Worf rides with Starfleet
 Off pride tykes talk wide through scar meat
 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?
 oh Figaro, Figaro