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Just a man with a mic im phreein minds left and right
This is just me, Prophesor Phree. Doin just the thing that I love to do. The thing that drives me the most, that keeps me goin' day in and day out.
Song Info
Genre
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Peak #6,940
Peak in subgenre #3,899
Author
Phree
Rights
Phree
Uploaded
May 17, 2002
Track Files
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
The beat made me do it ;)
Lyrics
haha
yo
rock it like only i can!!!
you like that? i know you do..
i hope u ready.
cause the time, has come..
yo
:26
hey yo, it's game ova, u heard the explosion from the underneath, u Love this beat, aint nothin u can spit or bake that could be twice as sweet. i melt in the rain, into grains, so pick me up everytime u sweep. i want the vocals spread to every hip hop head every time that i speak. i'm on a winnin streak, losin nothin but my mind durin the process, and if it will cost less,, i'd release my album and watch u crossdress. cause ya eardrums is bangin so hard ya feet feel the vibrations. cause the sands of time is switchin, hook me up and fall into the migration.
:48
cause i say what has to be
said no one is as bad as me,
prophesor phree is the elite,
rhymin all up in the street
keepin things, to my speech,
to increase the beats and my reach.
i want to rock the mic like first in line
until the days turn to weeks
cause i say what has to be
said no one is as bad as me,
prophesor phree is the elite,
rhymin all up in the street
keepin things, to my speech,
to increase the beats and my reach.
i want to rock the mic like first in line
until the days turn to weeks
1:09
yo
breathe
relax
listen
phree
is
on
a
mission
1:15
i'm amazin the crowd right now, u didn't think i could do it. so i decided to ignite the pen, lace up the track produce it and prove it. i got u eatin ya words, i hope they taste nice, and bittersweet, cause none of you nursery rhymers could rock the beat and compete with me. i'll even do it for free, u name the time and we can produce, we can both spit pre-writtens, and let the final realease and outcome tell the truth. i'm in this for a reason, my words have got to be heard, by every person, brothers sister uncle and neighbor on this earth. and if u in all of this, thinkin that u gonna get paid., u wont receive any respect from me, you gonna end up a record label slave. cause my rhyme style is sticky, burstin into flames against u like napalm. i wanna blow up like an a-bomb, and change up the world so you see coconuts hangin from grey palm, listen to me with headphones on, soak in every word i put out, i dont have to shout to explain what i'm bout on the song, let me in ur head
so i can rot ur brain like anthrax, and nod ur head to this beat, while i check it and bring the hook back
1:57
cause i say what has to be
said no one is as bad as me,
prophesor phree is the elite,
rhymin all up in the street
keepin things, to my speech,
to increase the beats and my reach.
i want to rock the mic like first in line
until the days turn to weeks
cause i say what has to be
said no one is as bad as me,
prophesor phree is the elite,
rhymin all up in the street
keepin things, to my speech,
to increase the beats and my reach.
i want to rock the mic like first in line
until the days turn to weeks
2:19
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2:29
i came one last time, to make sure everything is eradicated, dont get ur hands evaporated, dont be bitter and mad just cause i made it. i aint gonna boast, i'm a humble emcee with the skill of plenty, i got the blood of thoroughbreds with mics circulatin within me, u aint got money, the only green u see is envy, when u lookin in the mirror in the mornin and in the evening, all you see is me, mocking you for ur lack of ability, it's a thrill to me, to sit and ponder how u figured i'd be defeated so easily, c'mon young one, you aint got enough skill to make me break a sweat, but yet, u talk the game like u was a rap game vet, u aint even met, all the faces of hip hop u better show some respect. when i speak the truth over the beats, you just agree and break ya neck.
3:01
cause i say what has to be
said no one is as bad as me,
prophesor phree is the elite,
rhymin all up in the street
keepin things, to my speech,
to increase the beats and my reach.
i want to rock the mic like first in line
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