Da Cipha Interlude

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Punchline] Check it, yo – My presence is overshadowin', we spit different Your album's like a bad stock tip, I lose interest I'ma kinda nice, keep your distance You beg to differ, that's sicker Something my mindframe can't picture For 'Pac I pour liquor, in peace may you rest If only the best rappers die then I know that I'm next Never impressed; lyrically, shittin' on crews I rhyme first, what makes you think they checkin' for you? [Verse 2: Cobra Red of Da 5 Footaz] Say you wanna battle? Cobra gets vindictive, you ain't heard? Stomp a nigga face out, watch his teeth make love to the curb Can't say a word, he's laying there emotionless His head similar to a grape, crushed from a wine press Oh, what a mess! Don't stain the sheer Gucci dress Curtsy when 5 Footaz steps in your presence You can't do nothing less, but respect the na-na Known to chop you into pieces like chefs at Benihana, uhh! [Verse 3: Planet Asia] Yeah, uh-huh uh-huh, uh-huh – yo! {*beat switch*} Rockin' it raw, exactly who I'm rockin this for? I'm rockin this for Lyricist Lounge, Hip-Hop and that's all No stopping, there's more, dropping this, so cop this in the stores Heard they needed a interlude, so I just had to record A couple of bars of punishment, to show y'all niggas who's running shit Songs is Kong, I squeeze a fist and crush buildings And touch millions – man, women, plus children Villains and such, 'Life As It Is' the LP, about to touch billions [Verse 4: Guilty – Consequence & Menace] You don't wanna go bar for bar with these wild coyotes That'll turn the spot ugly if you out of line, homey 'Cause y'all niggas done had your time to shine, spittin' your game Now that shit is gon' change, dawg, when Guilty bang You need to really stop reaching, like it's something top secret When we all know that the only thing you pop is Pop Secret Yo, the game is in me, these cats tried to bang it in me The way these fools acting, they deserving an Emmy [Verse 5: Phil Da Agony] Uhh – yeah, y'all should get your act together, and get motivated My album highly anticipated, one of the greatest A long drawn out victory History with no mystery, it was so sick of me To drop concepts, building up the reps Ideas sparked the mind of my peers, get you in gear Confident, in my confidant, rule the renaissance Tour de France, drink liquor for launch Carte blanche wherever I go, never repetitive flow Planting more seeds and watchin 'em grow Yo! Yo... {*fades out*} Phil Da Agony...