not too sure why everybody use adidas
in there rhyme cuz its already out of style like those pittas
ripping cats in the streets while i floss with my gto
hottest thing around town this dude be playing it lo
got some cool j in the stereo, aint no switch for the audio
so i turn up the volume to show was cooking to hotties, yo
turn me the script on all this fake cats in the mix
they wanna get down with me, the only emcee who has the tricks
its all been fix now my existence has been chosen by god
i will refuse to loose and go abuse all 16 mobs
been put down on earth for only one strange reason
to hit you up in all seasons and watch you trip and fall bleeding

adidas is the shit its 1986
bitches just learny how to suck dicks right

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Soft focus

Whats the point of living?

The voices in my head Feat. Rule

Unlikely Alias

More Comming soon!

Bonafide to decide how my voice is amplified
You staring at me hard while I'm cruisin in my ride
All day everyday I stay chill
Till the clock hits 2 then its time to get ill
As I walk down the block all the girls on my jock
Wanna know what I eat and want to rip off my socks

yo i'm just kickin it relaxin in my jersey,
i am the rappin king and nun of u worthy,
to rule as cool as me on the throne,
that i own,
this hip hop changin everyone,
so listen son, i am not yet done,
with my verse,
u all in last place while i'm in first

hell yea its about time for a ryhme when free stlylin was life

today ima rhyme like DMC and Eazy-E
jump in we pumpin and thumpin the beats
rather you stab em up er jack em up
put it down ill bag it up
stand around and rhyme abit
listen-to-me then you can spit
flow like bone or kapone
with 5 peeps or alone
you know whats goin on
we profilin and freestylin
passin up the cypher now
you know what im about
dont have a doubt
youll do fine, im out

Yo check it out ya'll, freak freak ya'll
a check it out ya'll ,keep on/

Ayio they call me D-Diz I rock the mic all day (day)
If you can't hang don't come out to play/ (play)
cold rock a party with no delay (lay)
step into my circle and get squared away/ (way)
I step into the joint with the fresh kicks on
ladies tend to love me cuz I say fly poems/
suckas clear the area and best ta get goin'
no hope, you broke, I'm dope, when I start flowin/

Ha, Ha, Ha

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Bang On The Table Productions

i write to the beat of a different drum
like DMC, hollis queens is where im from
right now fuck a nas and a ja rule
cuz im here repin the mufuckin old skool
and for u who doubt me
ill put my foot up ur ass and ull wear it proudly
now im tottally blowin tweeds
slangbanged by my lyrikal poetry
look at you
done and through
put a hole right into you
rollin to and sackin up
rackem up and jack em up
back me up lets see a ryhme
bag it up its all you time

1 2 3 who is the best me,
i am the king look at my ring,
like a scorpion i will sting,
so u punk mc's bow down,
because when i come around,
i want some respect from u,
now what should i do,
i'm just kickin it in my addidas,
or go with something a little diffrernt kickin it in my filas.

hey yo im looking fresh all day/
and when the ladys walk my way/
they say he is the flyest guy and he makes all the pay//
a line in my hair, and gold in my teeth/
i pop and lock all day, cause this is a funky beat/
::scratching:: ::heavy destored bass:: this is the remix

Swift like the cut of my DJ's fingaz
Gold around my neck and the smell of Bacardi lingers
I'm a hardcore rapper not an R&B singer
Don't fuck wit chics whiter than Kim Bassinger
The Puerto Rican Speakin better here me out
I cold rock a party and I turn it out
I got the clout and thats no doubt
Also got finesse and tattoos on my chest

My name is Phoenix and I'm the best all the D.J.s want to feel my breasts...LOL (Just Playin')

My mic's nice and all o' ya'll suffer//Testin' me ya destiny word to ya mother//I stay fly in Adidas and Diadoras//Lay off the gold chain or I got somethin' for ya//Fresh and dressed to impress somethin' to look at//My D.J. scratchin' the records but where the hook at?//Everybody Illin' 'cause I'm so def//Sucker M.C.s plead no contest//

its J-A-E the G-O-D yall cats aint wanna fuck wit me
nonstop hip-hop rock you fly cats and fly chicks
girls just wanna suck my dick but fuck a trick
i say a hip hip hop on the mic be where i drop
skills that by my bills cuz im so ill like cancer
yall get it twisted like a belly dancer, romancer
Jae spittin old school, so get wit it fool..........

Everybody know that I'm stupid dope//
Got to wear a neck brace just to hold my rope//
It's about to get live and I'm in effect//
And I Represent the Chi don't disrespect//
Other emcees just don't compare//
Hearing Madd Chit Chatter but ain't nobody there//

my names royalty and im here to stay
and im rockin this place like every day
crusin in my car cops roll past
because its after dark and im smokin grass
pickin boogers my friend just farted
stayin on these streets till im re-tarded.....


... pretty good seeing as i was 1 in 1986... i guess... Fuck it