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[Intro: DJ Revolution]
[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Lyrical phenom, 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 as a Sphinx
Probably thinking more along the lines of Spinks like Leon
I'm on some queen sh**, (c'mon) I'm on some queen sh**, (c'mon)
You f** around and get your f*ggot-a** spleen split
When on the mic, I'm not the type to intervene wit'
Jamaican house pays the [?] I mean sh**
I slash half a**ed rappers in the face,] and leave deep gashes
I'm Hot!
Give me room to rock, I give heat rash
This the beat ba*tards?
The master flow Jura**ic
Walking over water and drinking forties on acid
The ma**es 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 honor, I've seen past it
My aura's like a vorous
Rappers need a thesaurus
Pharoahe put fire to that a** like menorahs
And your chorus is bound to pull us
Need to learn, it's my turn
n***as-a-need to get some burn like phosphorous
[Hook: DJ Revolution]
[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]