- Pharoahe Monch What It Is 歌词
- Pharoahe Monch
- As we move forward towards the new millennium
We will no longer communicate with vocal inflections
It will be necessary to communicate through telekinesis
We will open your mind and concentrate harder
Focus, focus, focus, focus, hey brother, what it is?
Raps like
Star Wars, only the stars die
It’s no sequels,
B3 cases,
C3P0'*******efore
Morpheus and
Neo was killin’ 'em
We was duckin' roulettes in the hood like
Remo Williams
Understand an underground bomb cipritate
Get serious or die laughin’ like
John Ritter
Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat good
Breathe easy, relax,
Mac like Fleetwood
Keep snorin’, keep sleepin’,
I'll keep tourin’
Come back, lay in the cut like
NeosporinCame out of the fallopian blastin'
Pharoahe hungrier than
Ethiopians fastin'
Flies all in my teeth, stomach stickin' out
******s want dibs on the ******* but ain't kickin' out
See this is not '
American Idol'
This is me tryin' to eat, human survival
Spit at your favorite rapper, take his title
Stick needles in his eye****** 'til his signs are no longer vital
This is ain't that,
I'm not them
These ain't those rhymes,
I'm not him
This is more like ******* all night
*******ne like the new five halogen fog lights, no
More like sun*******ne and one line in your mind
To remind you of when you were nine
Before you were bustin' cherries
It wasn't necessary to grind them
Now we all on our grizzly
And you got the nerve to press fri*******ees, what it is?
What it is?
What it is?
What it is?
If I'm not home on the range, catch me at the range
Practicin’ my aim, gat you in your brain, shame
They thought
I was backpacks, slept
Didn’t know that he kept inside the knapsack
Today's ******s do skate by hits
Run in your crib on some '
Queer Eye for the
Straight Guy' *******t
But not *******uals, they master in gunplay
Rearrange your furniture, fix your
Feng ShuiThey be swearin' it's cute
But a B up in the glove box, cutter in the boot
With the *** appeal and no ice either
To fight the bear arms,
I'm not talkin' wifebeaters either
When they see me they say that's that ******
My last name should be '
That's That
******'Sounds kinda nice,
Pharoahe that's that
Never catch me with them plastic cat fast ******s
With the flow that's so influential
******s ****** up, they get no instrumentals now
Next time you spittin' on mine
Bet your bottom dollar you be spittin' over rhymes, what it is?
What it is?
What it is?
What it is?…
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