Pharcyde

Album cover art for "Pharcyde" by The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde - Rap, Boom Bap

Pharcyde

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[Intro] Ayy, Squab, what's up? Ah, I'm coolin', what's happening with you? Nothin', what's up with The Pharcyde? Ah, they coolin' in the studio I heard their new shit on the radio What new shit? Their new song on the radio, that shit was pretty tight Nah, rrt your brakes on, ain't no new song on the radio It sounded just like them, I thought that shit was them Nah, nah, nah, pump your brakes, ain't no new song on the radio It sounded just like them Yay [Verse 1: Imani] None of that's true, we do it, not you That's why I got you stuck on to my style like glue The crew definitely is back again But I'm back to win, so just tell a friend That I'm still twisting and bending Minds and rhymes until the very end With the rhyme (Rhyme), and the loops Stomping out wack troops in my big black boots Collecting respect and the loot (And the loot) From the way I grab the microphone and execute Eps think I'm cute [Verse 2: Bootie Brown] Say what? Yo, man, I pay them no attention, I stay deep into the cut 'Cause I leave the tricks alone 'cause the name is not David Copper-filled pockets, never made it, don't hate it So let it be stated Niggas couldn't fade it with an edit And Xerox MCs are pathetic They tryin' to duplicate, but they comin' out synthetic The name is Bootie Brown, and phony MCs, forget it [Chorus] Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way [Verse 3: Fatlip] I step toward the mic grinnin' The lyrical, imperial, award-winnin' Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it (What?) Because my shit be poppin' Like gin and juice, I seduce these eps to get loose when I'm droppin' These rhymes on drums like my nigga Def Jef My style is more unknown than what happens after death (Death) I come fresh like your breath after you brush The wack MCs, like that orange soda, get crushed [Verse 4: Slimkid3] Well, it's apparent, that many are so transparent (Uh) You can't believe your eyes when you're staring (Staring) It's ghostly and mostly the wise who Yeah, they just run this game before your eyes to (To tell you lies) For you in gold glitter For many moons, I've been a go-getter (Getter) Took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters (Bullshitters) Now them motherfuckers ain't with us to get us (Uh) M-Walk shake the cut through they neurotransmitter [Chorus] Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way [Verse 5: Imani] You must respect me 'cause I come directly from my internal While my eternal infernos steadily towering And overpowering all sour-sounding Wishing, wishy-washy competition Definitely wack and lackin' any stable ammunition Change your mission, men, and listen My way of salutations get no validations Just rejections and ejections outta my Hitachi [Verse 6: Slimkid3] Come on and taste the real Step on inside and confide in the feel I reside by still waters, just a gear on the wheel No fear on the steel Just a Son of Jiva who won't leave my field [Interlude] Yeah, that's the new Pharcyde shit, Laniqua Oh, okay, that's the real shit Yeah, you feel that? (Yep) Right, right Yeah, real dope-ass shit What's up, baby? Aw, right, right, where's M-Walk at? Where's the grand mixer? (Mixer) Right, right I got my man Block in the house He's over there in the corner 'cause he's a goner I got my man Paul he's on the table, I mean, he's on the console I got full control Ayy, Laniqua It's about that time, we gotta make up outta here like last year [Outro] Fatlip and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre We do it this way, we do it this way Imani, Bootie Brown, Fatlip, and Slimkid Tre Imani, Bootie Brown

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Writers
  • Imani
  • Slimkid3
  • Fatlip
  • Bootie Brown