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Verse 1 Ladies and gentlemen guess Who's back in town It's Too Phat and Phlowtron Ay yo we runnin' it down Breaking the barrier's of sound Jealousy knows no bounds Moving in three sixty degrees Like a merry go round Still red and warm The blood that courses through my veins Arising from the underground Like a hydroplane Smuggling in crack phlowcane Where there's no pain There's no gain So I sustain my domain In a mind frame that's untamed
Verse 2 Yes Yes yes I know I'm sick I confess Displays of finesse When my raps manifest You couldn't handle this Till I'm hundred I spit tight Can't battle me on the mic We'll hit the streets and fist fight I'm quick to dislike The type that Speak a cheap hype How they gonna take me down With frail tales And weak psyche Raps weak Your style's mild And a tad meek Welcome to this game Of hide and seek With crazy mic freaks
Verse 3 Yo it's Khazanah the Khalled I bled the ground red Moses scarred through The red sea I speak what the future said Resurrect hip-hop for the dead This egomaniac's drive to ecstacy So let the ground rules be laid The kid with braces grace The scene in this hiatus Rebel reborn revive Rehearse this verse
Verse 4 Yo five years now Malique is an astonishing cat We started off the same time You still promising act Now what your problem is black? They say they callin' you back? You still are shoppin' for your demos While I'm polishin' plaques? Should start your colleging back Or start workin' like in Mc D's At least you'll get some mack on But minus the rap cheese You mad G? Start your cripwalk And wanna smack me? Please, a nation of asian Bloods Are gonna back me
Verse 5 Ba' wit' granna wit' mini bonn It's Atom Da'Bomb Namaewa genshi bakudan Inspectin' the kinda conduct To contemplate The kinda way You cynics trynna put The muthalovin' rhyme away It's evident that we adament About the element Of this hip-hop commandment Equivalent to utilising This brilliant tool I can prove Coz I barry more wack emcees than drew
Verse 6 Panel of the jury Witness this starscream I represent The infamous Phat Fam team Exhibit number one Murder raps on the run Spittin' fireballs We defy the sun Burning principles Killing bass Distort your eardrums Diagnose you with sun strokes Spotted your headlumps Defiance against us Will lead to your misery Nation of the three sixty
Verse 7 I'm sick of cats Who wanna diss But be acting like witches Here some disses To discompose disconcert And hit ya' I'm quick to disfigure Any figure who wanna play Swift with sharp blades Discover I'm hard to dissuade So keep your distance Don't discomode And disturb this verse Disingenous punks Disheartened best quick disperse I'll distinguish haters Who disunite the scene And discard disgusting friends With rap disabilities
Verse 8 I rhyme nice twice So lemme entice you On this mental heist You hidden behind a screen Never seen like a poltergeist Take my advice Up wit' us And you pay the price When it comes to street fights I transform and y'all be looking Like itty bitty mice I spit out lines Like a bad taste Of chocolate mocha Gimme the crowd I bring it loud Then I rock it fo' ya' I'm sick of these cats on posters I burn 'em to crisp like toasters Rob yo' as leave you screaming Like six flags on coasters
Verse 9 Delusions of grandeur Is one of the symptoms With you trynna build Your imaginary kingdom If you think your Aragorn Then I must be Tolkien This is what happens When you messin' Wit' the protean stylist Let the finest Cunning linguist recite this Like this your so called highness Are you indisposed? I offered you the blue pill But the red pill you chose Now you'se overdosed
Verse 10 Yo, buck a pencil I scribble stupid rhymes With my brain I'm mental This songs a little toast For my pain I'm roastin' my brain Crazy but I post no complaints Buckin' paranoid when tourin' Think of bombs in a plane I think I'm dyin' I'm seein' stuff I ain't supposed to Like Linda Blair in Exorcist Up in my f*ckin' poster Buck the mic I'm lonely I'm one fourth of a boaster Imaginary girlfriends Cause reals ain't buckin' closer
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