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phili - si phili lyrics

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[intro:]
yo, check, yo, it’s phili, yo
for all those motherf-ckers who keep spelling my name wrong
yo, check, yo, check it out, it’s leaf dog on the beat, for real
sp on the beat for real, yo…

[verse 1:]
let me begin, spit pure fire and brimstone
the grim poem, kick ya then i shatter your shin bone
the kimbo slice of this rap sh-t
the material i’m spitting’s like i’m knitting with the thickest of fabrics
it’s that sh-t, phili’s just a different breed
running tracks i rap at a magnificent speed
running my town, got this down, know you’re loving my sound
underground so f-ck no i’m never dumbing it down
i drop scores, leaving these spitting with dropped jaws
top draw, get as hot as botswana at war
and yo i spit facts, kick back, savaging big tracks
never scared of the dark like i’m [?] in pitch black
now i’m spitting my speil with no record deal
tougher than steel, this sh-t just got incredibly real
cause now i’m independent with vengeance and do it myself
do it for the love of the art and never did it for wealth
i’m moving with stealth, spit metal gear in your hemisphere
get you shedding tears, [?] like you n-gg-s better fear
the baddest here, come and shatter your stratosphere
batter ears, and leave you hanging just like a chandelier
yo cause ain’t n-body do it like me, i’m as true as can be
got your whole crew scr-w-ng at me
the hardest events, causing all these artists to sweat
you b-tches is army cadets and you ain’t hardly a threat

[hook: x2]
cause it’s the p h i l i
spitting quick lyrics that’s sicker than cyanide
it’s the p h i l i
sh-t hot lyrical k!ller with diatribes

[verse 2:]
this old man’s having a tantrum
kidnap rappers without a ransom
chopped off my locks and still i’m tougher than samson
still handsome, but me i ain’t concerned with my looks
i’m more concerned with making sure i get performances booked
rappers is shook
my deadly medley smelling definitely
readily putting these rappers in the heavenly cemetery
i’m all that, all you wack rappers should fall back
if i’m the dog’s b-ll-cks then i’m stretching the b-llsack
they call that quality in its physical form
transform weather and then i cause a critical storm
i’m top form, cause phili’s the opposite of the norm
n-gg-s say they want beef and then they swap it for quorn
i get darker, spit more magic than chipi tarka [?]
win a million quid and then start up a kickstarter
i’m blowing up just like i’m a martyr
i spit dubs on the quick sharp and cause rappers to scarper
rap torture, phili’s releasing the next scorcher
spitting projectiles with the speed of the rugged [?]
when si talks i get high and i sky walk
spitting lyrics is lighting up the sky like i’m guy fawkes
the cyborg, see me just ignoring your sidetalk
these rappers want to battle and get strangled with mic cords
the mic lord, using all this grammar that’s raw
rap slang and i keep banging like the hammer of thor

[hook]

[outro:]
uh, listen, yo, leaf dog on the beat
listen, phoenix recordings, yo
we’re going in

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