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Tytuł: Phat

  • Wykonawca: Onyx
  • Wy¶wietleń: 495

  
   Chorus: Onyx
  
  Phat, phat; pha-da-dah-da-dah, da-dah-dah-di-dah
  We're phat 'n' alla dat!
  Phat, phat; pha-da-dah-da-dah, da-dah-dah-di-dah
  We're phat 'n' alla dat!
  
  [Fredro Starr]
  It's the phat funky blunt roller, the rock flipper
  Proof I've been right, damn right, the gun gripper
  Look, no hands but damn, ooh I got a handle
  Vandalistic, sarcastic phat tricks
  Aah, ohh yeah, dear dime a dozen
  Den discuss 'em when I be bustin with my crews, and crimies
  How ya like dat? Phat da-dat da dah-dah, huh
  Rat-a-tat, splatter one, jump in the vat son
  Flat as a blue bag of boom for ya buddha benders
  I know you're breakin on the phat tracks we're makin
  So Sonee Seeza, you're next up to bat
  Phat-a-tat-tat stay strapped, be so phat!
  
  Chorus
  
  P-H-A-T! (Phat phat..)
  
  [Sonee Seeza]
  Boy ya best to move over cause we takin the crazy's place
  Phat, ready for combat, stacked, with all that tracks
  Not a re-run, but it's fatter than (??)
  I'm rockin the grimy clubs, get blunted with Sasquatch
  I'm here to let you know, Onyx won't lack what it takes
  I scrape, the scrubs comes off in the bath
  Kind of like a diamond; I'm a hard black kid
  Move me think you're schemin to get the semen out my
  cock-a-doodle-doo, huh, who ya think ya kiddin?
  These four villians kills women, have crews do dealin
  Straight up, you had enough? I'm callin your bluff
  Body offender, so surrender, kid you ain't tough
  You can get some phatter stuff (huh) I got it
  but first just purchase my joint, you can't be without it
  
  It's P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
  P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T!
  P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
  P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T!
  P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
  P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T!
  P-H-A-T! (Phat phat..)
  
  [Sticky Fingaz]
  Every ten years, they unleash phat sound
  Well it's time for Sticky Fingaz, God's gift to the underground
  For cryin out loud, it's enough you're makin sick and I
  wants revenge can I die for my music?
  You don't understand, I worship hardcore
  They never shoulda let me get my boot in the door
  And if you think that's a bluff, then you got me all wrong son
  Gettin phat like this is easier said than done
  Raise up, rise and shine!
  I woke up on wrong side of the bed this time
  Now it's time to get phat, 'N' all of DAT!!
  (The phat rap scripts tips scales go longer than endless trials
  Play my part, stay sharp as darts and nails)
  AHHH shut the hell up (chill) and don't hold me back, black
  I'm ?? my own freestyle I'm ready to rip the track
  Onyx is back, so phat we need slim fast
  (With the boom, check the boom, check the boom body bash!!)
  
  Chorus