u/brittanylovesphil

A with a hip-hop, the hippie to the hippie
The hip, hip-hop
The writtens Im spitting is hot
Hitting opps, get left stiff in a box
Get a grip, gripping the wrist and ripping it off
Hoping the flowing is no different then when ya listen to Pac
Hoping the sickness is no difference then getting stricken with pox
Hoping this is sickening and given its props
Listen yall chickens in the pit with a fox
None of your business fuck bitches and kids snitching to cops
Risky business whiskey fifths mixing with pop
Sniffing prescriptions fixing to cop
Coke twitching nose dripping with snot
Throw fists at bro’s victims till they wishing it stopped
Those listening want a bonus clip of him the minute it stops
Leave them fiendish for more
Mushroom flow breathe in the spores
The reason your team is leaving the floor
I don’t battle I lead demons to war
bars spun with a sharp tongue leave em cleaved into fours
Leave them bleeding with sores
the reason despite all reason you believe in the lore
Seldom wrote it out
The legend elders spoke about
Who’s true name was never spoke out loud
the most dope, there’s no hope now
Left crowds soaked, there’s no doubt how
put your money where your mouth is
And go broke now
the reaction is awe
Batten the hatches
The passion is raw
Smashing the masses
Bashing ya squad
Put chinks in your armour
Cracks in your jaw
Gave judas thirty pieces of the finest silver
My brains a toxic faucet minus the filter
This the last supper
an old dog that loves to see cats suffer
fat fuck, fat ass fucker
Fold heroes, bowl zeroes, I’m that gutter

Wrote heaters n smoke till the speakers is broke
Spoke eager with quotes till the sleepers is woke
Most readers note each feature is dope
Your crews bogus
I got it wrapped like new sofas
venom blended from a few cobras
Phatter than two Oprah’s
Men condemned to lose focus
toast to the friends I do coke with
when I do croak hope this is the verse used to prove I’m the true dopest
Raping drums Jamaican rum and a few sodas
Down the hatch
Bury him with the crown attached
And a pound of hash
I like the sound of that
Last, never liked the sound of that
Each noun release the hound attack
If the front doors locked I’m headed around the back
Knock knock who is it
Top notch exquisite
Not soft it’s rigid
Rock frost it’s frigid
Glacier flow to let the haters know
The flavours so major I cater shows
Flows pros chose to favour those
I’m quick tempered and bad blooded
The reason god left the map flooded
Jagged rocks at the summit I’m that rugged
Get hit with a rhyme and collapse from it
It’s that sudden
sick as fucking his half cousin
got this track buzzing
fuck that’s sick
And that’s nothing

Most of yall barely move me
Scream like what’s your favorite scary movie
Big mouths like Gary busey
Kick you down the steps last stair’s a doozy
spray heat like a pair of uzi’s
Diamond shining rhyming the glare of rubies
Share a roofie and tear a floozy
Doobies and boozy groupies with hairy coochies
You versus me a kid in a wheelchair compared to Bruce Lee
Fists of fury
Guilty never split the jury
A flurry of kicks, this is worthy
Mix flavour and grit a delicious curry
Spit the phat ass shit the bitch is curvy
On some big breast, spit that left the kids im-pressed, foul mouth, shit breath,all you can eat rib fest, fall off the bone, off the dome, wig blessed, spit as sick as infant crib death,
no chance to grow once I let the rancid stanzas flow, panic mode as the spin of the planet slows, banished foes vanish, vanquished to a damaged globe, outlandish flows I brandish those, feel it from your head shoulders knees hands n toes, the roof of his jaw produces a mucus that reduces the useless to awe, ruthless, the juices his fruit produces is raw, this is proof that his truth is the law, more powerful than Medusa Zeus n allah, turn weakness to strength, no excuses or flaws, choosing putrid music to ruin your squad, chemistry rap, concoct a potion that gives energy back, rocking poems that leave ya mentally zapped, old school take ya memory a century back, dope as crack homie I’m essentially that,

When I Vomit the snot from the cannon
It’s powerful enough to stop a comet from landing
Structure the verse
Lots of its planning
Choke on these words
call it esophagus cramming
Rise from a sarcophagus standing
Or go off the top
A lot of its random
Everything I say is legit
A lot of its cannon
I write twist endings
And grip the mic like it’s bending
go on a run like shits trending
analyzing your verse
Diss pending
Roses are red
Killed this shit
Jesus rose from the dead
Starve artists till this poet is fed
could’ve been outspoken
But chose to be stoic instead
Ear worms deposit larvae flows in your head
Bugging out
drunk and drugging out
Drunk and rub one out
Drinking southern comfort
In a subsidized government house
Get drunk
pissed
have fun and shout
Love the shit that come out his mouth
Shit talking
Get crossed up like bloods crip walking
Get laid to rest in this coffin
It’s common
I rip it this often
penetrate the beat like a stiff cock in
diss squads while my dj Disc jocking’
Bounce on the beat confidently like a kid jogging with an anti skip disc Walkman
squads be like shit! big problems
Mighty how I make the big fallen
Quit stalling
Pocket aces the kids all in

this is Phil’s dick
you should probably stay way off me
get drunk and sing the blues probably way off a key
Rarer than a game of monopoly played properly
Sick in the head I don’t play properly
won’t freestyle till I’m paid properly
English, so I’m coming to take property
Colonize the verse
Call him nice with words
Brawl with mic’s and verbs
Serve yall a solid right it hurts
Down for the count
Counting em out
Out for the crown pounding them out
Pound for pound win the round and the bout
With the sound out the mouth
the undisputed number one with music
putrid over drums and flute riffs
Or done acoustic
Used to be young and stupid
No more dumb excuses
Son I run this new shit
if squads think not, come and prove it
Get hung with nooses
stunned from the juices his tongue produces
Drop a ton of fluids on the ones n deuces
Run thru a hundred crews with
True Underground shit like dungeon sewage
Paint the walls with sick shit
Like stomach mewkus

Survival of the fittest
Vials of the sickness
Rivals filed in his hit list
No denial his style’s vicious
Dialled in the writtens
Wild with the spitting
smile at victims while I rip them
it’s your final mission
It’s suicidal wishing
The beast is awoken
Keeping it dope speaking in poems
keeping it flowing
Keep eating opponents
Keep defeating weakened opponents
Keeping it focused
Like prescription specs
Do more when given less
Never panicked didn’t stress
No verse he didn’t bless
Always pass the written test
Write it up
Swipe the mic and light it up
Like to write the Midas touch
Fire tracks inspire cats not to write as much
Put the pens away
Sorry it had to end this way
Anyway I’ll end your men
It ends today
It always ends this way
putting men in graves
Here lies the lesser rappers
Put out to fresher pastures
Tragically there’s no happily ever afters
The ending never matters
Never the less I’m penning extra chapters
Professor X school the gifted
jewels is scripted
Vivid cruel and twisted
Cryptic, kick it
With ghouls and cryptids
Flow is stored in acidic pools of liquid
who’ll risk it, fools n misfits

Something you never saw before
See thru The fog of war
My sickness clogs the pores
And rots the chakras core
God is not his lord
Plot his course and draws his sword
the hottest faucet pours
Jaw releasing speech and toxic spores
Across exotic shores
watch his profits soar
But it was never about the money
The reason he shot his hostage for
lost dog off the porch that lost its cord
Meaning I’m off the chain like a pocket watch
on the closet floor
dropped it off the top where thought is stored
Flawless across the board
another loss is a cost which most opps cannot afford
Rap crews is way past due
Heard he has mercy
Better pray that’s true
I’m more than meets the eye
More than sorta keep it fly
Tore the beat with pride
more heat till his speech is glorified
Pouring seagrams rye, port and sweetened wine
We’re all born to bleed n die
There isn’t a more important reason why
On a scale of 1-4
I’d score at least a five