Phee feat. soundtrack - Check the Verse
A tribute to A Tribe Called Quest with an off-kilter beat.
A self-trained musical mimic from Chicago who currently works out of Orange County, CA, soundtrack's original compositions are designed to make people dance, fa
Story behind the song
Phee crafts an old-school tribute to an old-school sounding beat, and still manages to kill today's generation of "rappers."
Lyrics
Check the Verse
written by peter kim, ralph dalton
Intro:
Back in the days when I was an adolescent
Before you had e-mail and before textin’
You had to bring it correctly, no question
Talkin’ sh** through messages is a deception
Hidin’ behind iPhones and screensavers
With your life in your hands, do you know the Savior?
Who can save you, from technical advances
Takin’ over your life, afraid to take chances
Daddy I’ma take it to a place you couldn’t take it
It’s a new breed anyway that you could shape it
You big time, information at your fingertips
Don’t know the question, how you know the answer?
We had to come up without easy access
Had to think up some sh-- to not get your a-- kicked
Things go in cycles, everything’s a fad
Material possessions don’t make you a man
If you are noted as my man we can kick it
If you’re not, then I’ma be suspicious
Where we live in, MCs are vicious
You wanna visit, better bring protection
MCs over here don’t hold nothing back
We roll over cats who try to stroll over tracks
We big, thick, and chunky, that’s why you love me
We all tryin’ to shrug off the monkey
Beats that are hard, beats are funky
It could get you hooked like an uptown junky
What you gotta know that HANIBL is gonna blow
Sculptin’ masterpieces like Michaelangelo
You don’t even know where this came from
Tip influenced the flow, from the Low End
I gotta be a winner all the time ain’t f*** in’ around
With that new hip hop sound. I reach for the stars with
My feet on the ground they say I’m lost but look it baby I’m found
Co-exist with the Fork and the Crown
And you’re getting f*** ed up if you try to throw ‘em down
It’s the simplest thang, homey, you gotta know the rules
In the streets of the Chi, gotta learn how to move
From the target on ya back, joe, it’s show and prove
The more you gain, that’s just more to lose
Especially when you rhyme you gotta live by the pen
Ya pen is ya man, then treat him like ya friend
Have him over for dinner, dawg, you gotta show him love
Let him know who the boss is, and show him what’s up
You can lead a horse to water but can’t make him drink it
You can give a n*** a book, but you can’t make him read it
But you give that n*** a gun and, yeah, that n*** ’ll shoot it
And you wonder why in the f*** we keep losin’?
