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Yo
Phantom
Yo, yo, ay
I had no idea you were that kind of a monster
So recently I've been feeling dead inside
So to get a high
Sprayed my unprotected eyes
With some pesticide
Then decide
To electrify
My depressive mind
With 2 live cables hooked up to my neckless spine
Don't even question why
Just know that I then arise
When my head is fried
And I'm blind cause I got melted eyes
Make the other part of Jekyll's mind
Feel like he's a piece of worthless shit and then go under his bed to hide
Rappers better run for the hills
I'm coming for kills
I'm one in a mill
Lyrically they're just run of the mill
They're bringing all the glam and glitz, but nothing with skill
Becoming stupid suckers for bills
While they rummage for pills.
Outcast back to attack tracks and kill the scene
Rolling big bags in the zig zags to kindle weed.
Talk about a blast from the past, bitch
Feel the wrath of a savage
Nev left CUE, but we're still back on that ass, kid
Mobbing Deep
Causing Havoc as a Prodigy
I'm epic like Odysseus's plot, it's not that odd to see
My birth wasn't typical
A scourge of a ritual
Delivered by witch doctors with small medical learning residuals
Legend born
With a set of horns, spitting verses so cynical
Mom jetted for
The 7th floor window once they purged my umbilical
The witch doctor called her survival a work of a miracle
Now I live the life of an alien merciless misanthrope
I make rhymes for the disturbing type
Who've been curbed in life
With voices to speak and minds to think but not words to write
Whether you live an urchin's life
Or you're a nerd alike
Whether you're the urban type
Or just a Suburbanite
Identify with a mind forged in darkness
Lighters in the air from the sound as you hearken
How can you be scared of the fire if you're the arson
Frankenstein, still more than the sum of my parts, bitch
Identify with a mind forged in darkness
Lighters in the air from the sound as you hearken
How can you be scared of the fire if you're the arson
Frankenstein, still more than the sum of my parts, bitch
Life had me under lock and key
But I've gotten free
Heart of a lion, eye of the tiger, I'm a composite beast
Not at all with a care (Nope)
Make you look like a rag doll with it's hair
And face chewed and bloody like it was mauled by a bear
Rhymes I drop
Explosive enough to turn minds to bombs
Don't fit in like fat kids on buses trying to find a spot
I'm to watch
More than your expensive wrist diamond clocks
Work at Amazon to make sure I'm thinking outside the box
Aiming for the sky, the top
Best rapper dead or alive's the spot
I say that and y'all are taken aback like spinal swaps
Proclaim myself as king, get looks with crooked eyes a lot
I wanna break more records than a bull in a vinyl shop
People say that I should switch to a message
To that of Mase, when he traded the game for minister lessons
But I don't listen to them cause
I'm too focused on rappers, ripping these heads with
Spines, to turn mace back into a medieval weapon
It's the illest cynic
Never hit a limit
With just spitting sickness
Independent
Off the chain, but CUE's gonna be in the pendant
I innovate
With what the spitters say
Rip and flay
Skin then incinerate
Eat them off dinner plates
After adding a ginger trace
For the bitter taste
Rapper's getting papes
Then whine like the juice of crushed vineyard grapes
Rappers ain't got a chance so they hoping for bigger days
I'll kit-kat their spines if they ever ask me to give a break
Identify with a mind forged in darkness
Lighters in the air from the sound as you hearken
How can you be scared of the fire if you're the arson
Frankenstein, still more than the sum of my parts, bitch
Identify with a mind forged in darkness
Lighters in the air from the sound as you hearken
How can you be scared of the fire if you're the arson
Frankenstein, still more than the sum of my parts, bitch
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A vampire on the mic, I suck the rhythm from your flows
The stage is my night, the blood the mic that I hold
I stitch the beat together, Frankenstein funk composed
I bring the heat like fire blowin' through a dragon's nose
I don't need a full moon to let the beast out
I just need a funky beat to get this tempo fiend on the prowl
I howl on these instrumentals, style's detrimental
Fundamental funk bumpin' wild through ya mental
As I pump into action
Sink your flow no boats
Deep ocean no hope
Fed to the krakken
Jacking a camper
Slapping the banter
Back to the back paddock billa bong where the bunyip live
So no rat kid
You don't want this stress
We got rhymes schemes so hard to see like Loch Ness
Dumb rap gets pumped once with a pen raw
Bars hard half man half beast the centaur
Never on the streets, found deep in the underground
Elite on the beat, MC's wonder how, huh
Cuz when I throw down crowds bounce up and down
My Frankenstein rhymes astound with my sound
Settin' fire to ya town, on the mic I'm Godzilla
Spittin' thrilla's for reala, I'm a microphone killa
Crusin' with Medusa bumpin' Monster Funk
With Freddy, Jason, and Michael chopped up in my trunk
I gotta lotta full flow man damn ice gold
Rolled by the abominable snow man rhymes cold
Not our fault you appear to be lagging
Me and MistaWalk like taking walks with dragons
You don't make it far before you turned into soot
We a swift kick in your wack arse by bigfoot, what
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F.W.T. (Feat. Advantz'd)
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Wreck internals
And pierce your subdermals
With the verbal schemes
That curdles blood with heads circling
Niggas scripted like commercial scenes
Universally
Leaving tracks hurtin' while resurfacing
In the game
Damn shame
The way he left the mic maimed
At the scene he signed the time of death with a fake name
Accept no blame for the massacre
And bounced back like elastomer
Mark your calendars
Handler
Of all amateurs
And challengers
Managed
To damage
Even within small parameters
Hop on the beat and open up a can of worms
And travel back in time with a scavenged flux capacitor
Opposite of ubiquitous
No coincidence
It's his due diligence
To push the game with some impetus
It ain't no fucking with this
It ain't no fucking with this
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