Get Down - M-Phazes, Pharoahe Monch

Lyrical feenam an enigma

Light years and eons beyond

What you comprehend through modern day radio and television

Servers, I pee on, like R-Kelly women

In the limelight I’m primetime like Deion

Through the fog I shine like X-5 Xenon

Pharoahe Monch has a Sphinx

Probably thinking more along the lines of Spinks like Leon

I’m on some queen shit, (c'mon) I’m on some queen shit, (c'mon)

You fuck around and get your faggot ass spleen split

When on the mic I’m not the type to intervene wit'

Jamaican house pays the I mean shit

I slash half assed rappers in the face and leave deep gashes

I’m Hot!

Give me room to rock I give heat rash

This the beat bastards

The master flow Jurassic

Walking over water and drinking forties and acid

The masses know the name alone agreed to blast it in the brains

Disastrous, leave them battered and flabbergasted

Multiple clashes with a hazardous man

Whose hand crafted rap thrashes theirs

Your honour I’ve seed past it

My auras like a