Текст песни
[Si Phili]
Yo. Yo. Yo.
'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist lyracist
and my thoughts be twisted
I spit the wickedest rhymes
from a time that's never exsisted
My futuristic linquistics
turn fools into statistics
I'm a lyrical misfit
with the sadistic characteristics
I perform murderous acts
on my tracks with a single breath
and if a boy wanna test,
then I be stampin' upon his chest
Done makin' a mess -
Not a man could concieve the weed I'm consumin'
and I transform from my cartoon pseudonym,
turn to a human
I spit words from my mouth
that be turnin' you inside out
and I tie knots in intestines
just like I'm a boy scout
that's workin' 'em out -
Now rearrangin' your whole skeletal structure
then I find some nine inch nails
to perform some accupuncture
When I punch ya,
I rupture one of your rib cage in a rage
and I turn you into a cartoon toon
and erase the page
I take you back to the stone age
with Barney and Fred Flinstone
Got Dino to take a machinos
and then forage in a live home
[Life]
I'ma take off like a jet pack
with the get back, rather step back
I'ma make the crowd react
and nod they heads until they kneck snap
Life conflict rap while
riding a skateboard and doin' a tic-tac
and leave your head in a spin like servin'
on turn table skid mats
I'm a concrete lion, big cat -
These are real talk, not big-chat
Did ya get that 'cause I ain't no small timer -
I rhyme on big tracks
Now fell the vise I create -
This heavyweight, I'm a rap to detanate
and demonstrate how I generate lyrics
that supernaturaly levitate
to the top - My lyrics are skeletons -
Accelerate and leave you panicin'
Take the ground from beneath your feet,
leave you Skywalk-in' like Anakin
I'm sharper than the tips of Zulu spears
and Olympic javelins
My style is totally buckwild
and most definately happenin'
To your brains I be tappin' in,
to computers I be hackin' in
To me, I be out of this world
like aliens who were time travelin'
I'm babblin' in the Fists
of Fury technique when I speak
Forget Karate Kid and these wooden blocks,
I chop from concrete
Concrete, concrete, concrete!
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha!
[Si Phili]
I been stoned; ever since the days of creation,
I've been red
I'm a mad dred,
causin' so much havoc in Russel's head
My lyracism is just like
an aneurysm inside his brain
He plays the beat in a trance
and he's never feeling no pain
I could never be a racist
because I posess so many faces
I'm one of those beat-up bad
wit' bags and a pair of braces
with lines longer than laces -
I'm gracin' you with my presence
The lyrics went flippin',
makin' ya bubble like effervescence
I pulverize and bamboozle,
shake numb skulls like a boodle
I smashed the top of your head
with a guitar I borrowed from Noodle
I'm as animated
as Japanese animes causin' callamities
Some serious savory
from my roarous rhymes of reality
At the speed of sound, I'm wanderin' around -
The clown done tried to defeat us
without tenacities or audacity -
Don't you ever thought you could beat us
Beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us,
beat us, beat us, beat us, beat us
