Phife Dawg - Oral Sex ('99) lyrics

[Scratches: Evil Dee] d**h on the phono, my sk**s are p**no You say 'oh no', you b**h a** h*mo [Verse 1: Ras Ka**] I'mma kick it to y'all frankly So all you weak n***as can hate me Jealous cause they know I'm the sh**, like Mr. Hankey Reintroducing Ras Ka**, the waterproof I'm too deep, you Too $hort Standin' on two feet, drownin' in two feet, kapeesh? I defy the feat by defecating on beat f** how you feel I've got an oral fixation with spitting liquefied razors So ill that they cut through steel So if my album ever sell 3 mil I'm slashing every rapper with a deal Every n***a with a video look like Seal 'Kiss From a Rose' - Not, more like a peck from Jada' Even with a spectator Ranked this n***a 45 in Blaze 50 greatest MCs Good looking but I beg to differ, though Body of evidence My molecular structure based on the table of elements I'm CmH4, NL3, IV3, PGe2, Rb4, PmS4, Br1, At5 I'm complex with curriculums combined A next level innovator with invigorating rhymes Plus slightly thugged out, but revolutionary with minds Spit my message with grime Five years ahead of my time Two thousand and five I'mma be that n***a beatin' down traffic cops at stop signs Now put that in your gla** dick and smoke it Who the dopest? if Ras spoke it, loc'est The most focused wrote the opus, Nature of the Threat Fost focus richest the bok'est could get it like I'm s**ually transmitted, bidditch Yeah, yeah, Evil D make it ill for me, spit it [Scratches] "d**h on the phono, my sk**s are dolo You say 'oh no', you b**h a** h*mo" [Verse 2: Ras Ka**] It's that underground b-boy sh**, just a beat and a rhyme As simplified as a heat and a crime True lyricists always get felt Cause I rarely masturbate dog, but I always be feelin' myself I rep' Golden State Warriors, I rep' The Horsemen Get pissy drunk and forced to pray to porcelain God, I'm worse than Cupid, stupid Love is Lust, so my glands release hollow point endorphins b**h n***a, I'm mighty morphin' into a larson Forcin' grown men into a forced a-dult abortion Make it scorchin' hot to d**h then drop it arctic So MCs shatter like gla** next time a n***a sparks sh** Make sense, even if I don't make dollars Asiatic ghetto scholar Y'all grafted like seedless grapes and rottweilers My hoochie b**hes pop that p**y while my pimp n***as pop they collars And pop stars- these the last days of disco It's all about me-me-me-me-me Cause I'm Mya with a big dick, though, you f*ggot like Sisqo You thumbs down six feet like Ebert & Gene Siskel I'm blessed with my Father's complexion and my Mother's features I'm unique, different from all other creatures I be rocking a black doo rag tellin pigeons youse a motherf**in fool And they be like 'you look like Ja Rule, but that's cool' I guess all short, chocolate, chinky eyed n***as look alike, boo Let the pen stroke, so the track have a heart attack You blind, baby, give your cataracts cataracts Matter of fact, face it, I'm just not the norm More graphic than p**n I'm like eye witnessin' a matador get his rib cage crushed Lung pulled by a raging bull's horn, I put it on like a uniform What