[Intro]
Once again I bring to you: the cold, the funk, the vibes... What's cold? What's good? What you saying?
[Verse 1: Tom Solar]
He's ice on the mic, nicer than gesundheit
Whiter than rice, right, but chilling like the moon light
Nike said "do it" but the human don't do it right
One shoddy step and the bug comes to get rep (Yo what's cold?)
Rare breed, only feeds on wannabes
Cenobite for teeth, three toes in his Wallabees
Not from this earth, he the deep space Socrates
Dropkick your word if you heed fake philosophy
The d-day clock's up, apocalypse is nearer
f** a bunker, all I need is popcorn and theater
Let the funk dip, nest, fester in your ear gunk
Deafen you enough, sh** will feel like a beer drunk
[Hook: Tom Solar]
Zen glow, some say it shine
Ten men debate, one grow, the other nine don't
T-O-M, Tom, it's I
S-O-L-A-R, Solar from the Polar side
X2
[Verse 2: Tom Solar]
The kid count sheep with the OCD
He chum behind a cloak, no the bros don't see
So he hole up, roll up, don't wanna speak
Stay germ-free until he fondling a beat
Feat don't daunt him but he haunted by defeat
So the feet walk mach speed, need to hock rock or bleed
Shimmy on a wave, giddy, witty with the phrase
Prone to misbehave, you don't wanna miss the phase
To resist amazed-craze: mathematically insane
Chain hang low as the inferno that froze over
This that zone where the De La's unite with the Nas's and Phife's and the chess piece pin types with the pinstripes
Life's like a b**h
Let live, get rich, burn the f** out without a hitch
Kick that, flip this, pay the tribute
Reverse the song, Tom Solar might've hit you
[Hook: Tom Solar]
Zen glow, some say it shine
Ten men debate, one grow, the other nine don't
T-O-M, Tom, it's I
S-O-L-A-R, Solar from the Polar side
X2
[Outro]
My name is Tom Solar, I am a cold polar auteur... The earth will crack when my word occur at the altar... Always remember