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Real hype song with some clever lines. Props to vinni with some inspiration for the chorus. Beat By Dub's Attic.
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The Phlame http://www.soundclick.com/illogicformerlythephlame
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Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #3,090
Peak in subgenre #1,594
Author
The Phlame
Rights
Yes
Uploaded
April 11, 2007
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 4:47
Lyrics
Chorus: ( I gotta Philly cap rocked and I’m chillin' on the top all the Player hatin' stop Or I'm gonna stomp If you can’t stop hatin whats hot I ain’t gon’ stop Til I get you stomped I’M! Getting you stomped Get-getting you stomped Get-getting you stomped I’m back, I’m baaaaaack When you hear me comin It sounds like a traaaain I stomp anybody In my way, ayyyye ) Verse 1: Come and get it from the phlame I’m a tough muthafucka Got the world in one hand And my nuts in the other Me sitting on the beat’s Like summer love in the summer And when this song drops It’s summer love no with rubber Smacked down by the phlame Have you sleepin in the fire Tell me I’m the best? Man you preaching to the choir Soon as I get a president Impeach me, they trying I’m so damn convincing I’d get Clinton rehired They say I’m a track killer I’m speaking my mind Every line I put down Is the sequel to my life Every word is bullets buddy Verbal homicide So every time I pull it They pullin you to the side I hear these bitches talking money Trying to get they wallets filled You stuffing ya face? I’m stuffing my face on the bills I’d tell you how I killed it But I don’t kiss and tell Let alone fuck the game And tell how you I’m still Chorus: ( ) Verse 2: Run baby run Don’t get it from me They say one-fifty one Is liquid me I’m one crazy son Of a b-i-t c-h, I see cake like its made for me I throw a hay maker Like Sugar Ray shake ya Fireman like wayne Call me the reign maker For heaven sakes! I’ll make the levy break Especially when the levy Is letting me gain weight You ain’t up on my level You with the rats and the snakes And never get where I’m at Like you heavy on the brakes Nobody pick up the mic Like the metal was heavy You must be heavy metal right? You aint mentally ready You head bangin? I bang heads With the best in the business When I bang out them disses Quicker than you can listen Listen up, and you might Pick up on what I’m doin Down is how I’m stompin And up is how I’m moving! Chorus: ( ) Verse 3: There aint no competition My game is the sickest I blow you out the water By blowin ya girl kisses I hurl disses Battle nauseous I betchya That if you aint cautious My flu bug’ll catch ya I’m hungry for fame Rap is the X on my treasure So I’m crouchin on my plate Like I was a catcher Now, I ain’t never metchya So here’s ya first warning I ain’t gon’ letchya Rise high like the morning Its high time I started High tide for quarters Silver and Green If I got homie in my corner You can’t hold me from destroying Or stomping on you cornys Fornicating with your daughters Cause the game has got me horny Soon as I get forty Now, that’s a different story! Its all fun and games Til the phlame is getting gaudy Shawtys is getting naughty Boys avoid me like a dodge Cuz soon as they come towards me I start doin the stomp! Chorus: ( )
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