Fantastique
Album: Exit
Release Date: 1/28/03
Label: Astralwerks
Yo
This is the mission out a small time thing
Let me tell you 'bout what happened when the phone went
I was chillin' at the crib with this girl named 'Wise'
She was kissin' my brain
When the phone rang
Told myself to forget it
But just when things started goin' great
It rang again
Picked up the phone
Somebody said
"Hip hop is dyin' it's all Darth Vader
So pick up your mic and swing your light sabre"
The Skywalker
We got
Kick in the door
Who got my back? In fact it's Figure Four
I keep it raw
Rappers are claimin' to be hardcore
But never no more
Some just lost
When I fall off things
If you love this life
'Cause all in all it's fantastique
Say
When I fall off things
If you love this life
'Cause all in all it's fantastique
There's only two digits
But some get fooled by countin' bullets in a gun
I make a run
We so close you can figure us cousins
So step up if you wanna get taxed
Hip hop used to be black
The brick 'cause they mostly spit like demonology
My psychology not dependant on pimpology
'Cause pimps just react to things
This rappin' dedicated to soul clappin'
If you got soul
Stop using mine
Yourself 'cause you raped the earth and tell lies
My man positive intelligent and wise
I don't suck energy son
This is dedicated to make it live
Some just lost
When I fall off things I'm quick to admit it
If you love this life I know you'll get with it
'Cause all in all it's fantastique
Say
When I fall off things
If you love this life
'Cause all in all it's fantastique
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