Brothers Can't See Me

Madlib] Brother Madlib invasion Check it out (Yo, Quasimoto taking over these airwaves Flip the bow, never hitting with fair play) My style hit you all in your auditory Now adays when I buy a tape, yo that shit be boring me I be paying good money, to hear some whack shit Take it back to the warehouse and tracked it We be moving on you, we up on the nine week(?) Stepping over this way, you just might find fate We on it like a witch hunt, I recommend Astro black When you're talk about trying stitch stunts Told to motivate the Digga of the crates Invest ya loot, Digga be heard, every state molested (Why you trying to cross over black?) I be getting high, keeping it fat. Check it out Madlib the bad kid, I'm the one that'll hit you with the total bliss Whether the X crisp, the mad thirty poppin' hits(?) My shit sound better than yours, I got divorced Why you going off course like you're given them drawers Yo its the beat conductor, ya I wen't on tour The only thing different is that you see a lot more Niggas frontin', bitches stuntin', (So Lord Quas keep it onto something, even if it's nothing) (Yo why's that) Cuz most ya'll niggas is about bluffin' While we just trying to keep it on A-Stac(?) Because the static what ya huffin' Word to ASAP, ya'll need to bring it back Cuz a '97 a lot of niggas lack(?)