This is a showcase A forum dedicated to skill and wordplay Ride along on my born date I get a little bit older Rhymes is colder than winds in South Dakota Flip words like Motorola cellphones, I thought I told ya Harmonic baby I got skill to temper your grill Ripple the still, water that's stagnant Agitate the current while I'm braggin' Elevate the level of word play on an album This is a street banger Anybody thinkin' it's not Has got it twisted like necks on coat hangers Phil is no stranger, to ridin' a beat I'm a derivative of true lyricist's, never limited My lyrics is the way that I feel Amazin' My vocalizations, got rappers takin' vacation Maybe permanent, I'm burnin' you all With the way I word it Battle? Get murdered, I'll actually be happy to serve you What?! Got your head noddin' cause your neck already knows Transmit poetry, fit to hit 'em globally Got your head noddin' cause your neck already knows Write it or recite it off the top of the dome Spittin' perfectly verbally On that buckwild shit Spittin' perfectly verbally On that buckwild shit Reminiscing to nothin' you never heard The Amistad watcher, Glock popper, non rocker Phantom of the Opera doctor with a chopper Belligerent bars bitch All being born to bullshit Do the knowledge on that while I pull this [?] wop, west African soup, Idi Amin in Uganda Magic makin' niggas smoke ganja Motion, lotion, Ocean 12 caper I had the bitch now, and then gave her to Brad Pitt later Listen If dead rappers get better promotion You'll probably go diamond when I throw your head in the ocean Broke rappers want bread but they steadily loafin' Ask 'em to eat and still can't rap to the beat Speed knots on your head make niggas bleed burgundy Until y'all niggas act like you've heard of me, P! Listen I beat, earth, wind, fire and ice Out niggas talkin' slick shit, about Sean Price, nigga Got your head noddin' cause your neck already knows Transmit poetry, fit to hit 'em globally Got your head noddin' cause your neck already knows Write it or recite it off the top of the dome Spittin' perfectly verbally On that buckwild shit Spittin' perfectly verbally On that buckwild shit Reminiscing to nothin' you never heard First things first Second and third gon' have to wait till I properly Rip off the top of the industry mockin' me It's the beginning I plan to rhyme until my ending While lame rappers get folded like store designer linen Fuck the pretendin' I'm a nerd sans glasses Still be spittin' quicker than niggas who rhyme the fastest Performing with me onstage live? You might have to take 5 like Jurassic Right on my demographic Target I'm blastin' Knockin' the charts off they axis The fact is, Harmonic 'bout to get up on the Atlas map Can see me waving, use a magnifying glasses I practice, making tactics daily to master The art form, while I'm formulating the art It's just a range of thoughts One at a time, assembly line Illest with the words spoken (you jokin') I should play golf because my rhymes got the US Open Got your head noddin' cause your neck already knows Transmit poetry, fit to hit 'em globally Got your head noddin' cause your neck already knows Write it or recite it off the top of the dome Spittin' perfectly verbally On that buckwild shit Spittin' perfectly verbally On that buckwild shit Reminiscing to nothin' you never heard