[Verse One: Phantasm] Phantasm the lyrical emperor, temptin y'all With telepathic messages that I'm sendin y'all Minds I reach through scripts, I preach like Jim Jones in Guyana Hurricanes through your brains like winds in Savannah GA - Great Adventures without Six Flags My heavenly melody causes mental zig-zags Madness unfolds when I release scriptures and scrolls Tall tales of goblins and trolls Games of role playin and soul-slayin Powered from the staff of Lord like the hammer to Thor Clothed in only a robe, is a rogue A thief who steals for the chief, the Tall Man, the High Priest Imagine me and U.G. sipping from the Sea of Galilee To wash away vanity and keep our sanity Humanity is unsafe In this lost land beyond time and space [Verse Two: Pharoahe Monch] When I'm in a - cinematography state of mind What I visualize will open the eyes of the blind Pharoahe finds ways to make criminals who think crime pays, parlay and shrink With one blink of the eye think of the guy Who most personafies hip-hop Shit, I'm synonymous with Jesus Christ In other words, the words will last forever Word, forever blessin the mic With verbs you never heard For any possible typical obstacle trap despicable My topical raps remarkable, perhaps sparkin a few Pitiful ????? to park in the back And participating (*clears throat*) poetical education Shenseea 'R U That' (Live Performance) | Open M [Verse Three: U.G.] Aiyo, my layer floats on air atop the mountains A sip from the mystic fountain gives me powers To run on top of flowers across the meadows With incredible speed that bursts the speedometer Conquer kilometers with three monsters The size of the Titanic, gigantic Run, panic, run frantic Run for your life, run your ice, run your watch Run in spots and rock shit, apocalypse No stoppin this, fuck poppin Cris' Non-stoppin piss on tracks, wombats Son, I'm feelin this UG, Phan, Pharoahe and Po, we be the illest What [Verse Four: Prince Poetry] Strictly catastrophic verses that cast curses The mass purchase a blast, the last enter the surface Four semen swimmin in, careers that seems birthless Not even achievin, you heathen, you're barely breathin What is your purpose? What is the sense of competin? You're just a Ringling Brother who runs with a circus And it's only peanuts you're eating I sing an attack, bringin it back Po, quick to flip it like hustlers slingin the crack These daily scriptures project pictures Yo, I play the low like spy cameras hidden inside light fixtures I'm hot sex embedded inside the song Mobb Deep from the back in that ass crack like a thong [ Chorus: all (2X) ] Yo, it's the Phan to the -tasm (Prince to the Po) Yeah, the U to the G (and the Monch Pharoahe) The Ill Collabo will smack y'all, lyrically attack ya'll Underground sound, we comin at y'all [Verse Five: Pharoahe Monch] Aiyo, I clap, frrr, clip (* produces sound of something flipping through the air *) and back flip Over walls, spot jewels (* produces sound of snatching *) and snatch shit (* produces smacking sound *) smack niggas inside of their Ac Vigors Pass the mic to Phan' so he can smash these wack niggas [Phantasm] Lyrical lessons Spiritual sessions and verbal blessings No escape from Yes, the great one has come Towns people stand clear, Phan's near Riding through the streets like Paul Revere on a chariot's chair [Prince Poetry] Tommy guns, Big Pun and these niggas, spit with vigor Mamis love to move to the straight Henny swigger Inspect your mental Deck, dig a hole in your neck (* produces a smacking sound *) smack niggas like Pharoahe said and put em in check [U.G.] Yeah, strictly menace, sippin' Guinness and Henness' When I'm finished scrimmage endless Bend chicks from here to Venice Vintage, singe kids with a sentence Don't mention this, invention rips yo shhh... Like El Niño wreck shit hectic My prick's long like Tec clips I'm the specialist, stop wettin this Yo-yo-yo-yo, U-U-U-G-G-G e-ends with a echo What [Hook]
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Pharoahe KILLS this. All emcees are at their peak. This track is a one of the best hip hop songs of all time. Period.
AS THE MOST PRECIOUS STONES ARE FOUND IN THE DEPTHS OF EARTH !
THE REALEST HIPHOP IS IN THE UNDERGROUND !
THIS IS A GREAT EXEMPLE !
Well said, brother. I concur.
Still one of my fav's 🇿🇦💯
I member purchasing this timeless cella dwellas album big fan all the way from United Kingdom England 🔥🔥🔥🔥
2024... still listening to this fire
this is easly in top 20 of all times...
Still bumpin this in 2017 November and will continue into 2018 and beyond! The real never die! One of the greatest tracks of all time!
When I'm Inaaaa Cinematography State of Mind... 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥If this is not my favourite track outchea
da dwellas are so under rated its a shame...
This shit is so much a banger!!!! Bumpin in almost 2019
[Verse One: Phantasm]
Phantasm the lyrical emperor, temptin y'all
With telepathic messages that I'm sendin y'all
Minds I reach through scripts, I preach like Jim Jones in Guyana
Hurricanes through your brains like winds in Savannah
GA - Great Adventures without Six Flags
My heavenly melody causes mental zig-zags
Madness unfolds when I release scriptures and scrolls
Tall tales of goblins and trolls
Games of role playin and soul-slayin
Powered from the staff of Lord like the hammer to Thor
Clothed in only a robe, is a rogue
A thief who steals for the chief, the Tall Man, the High Priest
Imagine me and U.G. sipping from the Sea of Galilee
To wash away vanity and keep our sanity
Humanity is unsafe
In this lost land beyond time and space
[Verse Two: Pharoahe Monch]
When I'm in a - cinematography state of mind
What I visualize will open the eyes of the blind
Pharoahe finds ways to make criminals who think crime pays, parlay and shrink
With one blink of the eye think of the guy
Who most personafies hip-hop
Shit, I'm synonymous with Jesus Christ
In other words, the words will last forever
Word, forever blessin the mic
With verbs you never heard
For any possible typical obstacle trap despicable
My topical raps remarkable, perhaps sparkin a few
Pitiful ????? to park in the back
And participating (*clears throat*) poetical education
Shenseea 'R U That' (Live Performance) | Open M
[Verse Three: U.G.]
Aiyo, my layer floats on air atop the mountains
A sip from the mystic fountain gives me powers
To run on top of flowers across the meadows
With incredible speed that bursts the speedometer
Conquer kilometers with three monsters
The size of the Titanic, gigantic
Run, panic, run frantic
Run for your life, run your ice, run your watch
Run in spots and rock shit, apocalypse
No stoppin this, fuck poppin Cris'
Non-stoppin piss on tracks, wombats
Son, I'm feelin this
UG, Phan, Pharoahe and Po, we be the illest
What
[Verse Four: Prince Poetry]
Strictly catastrophic verses that cast curses
The mass purchase a blast, the last enter the surface
Four semen swimmin in, careers that seems birthless
Not even achievin, you heathen, you're barely breathin
What is your purpose? What is the sense of competin?
You're just a Ringling Brother who runs with a circus
And it's only peanuts you're eating
I sing an attack, bringin it back
Po, quick to flip it like hustlers slingin the crack
These daily scriptures project pictures
Yo, I play the low like spy cameras hidden inside light fixtures
I'm hot sex embedded inside the song
Mobb Deep from the back in that ass crack like a thong
[ Chorus: all (2X) ]
Yo, it's the Phan to the -tasm (Prince to the Po)
Yeah, the U to the G (and the Monch Pharoahe)
The Ill Collabo will smack y'all, lyrically attack ya'll
Underground sound, we comin at y'all
[Verse Five: Pharoahe Monch]
Aiyo, I clap, frrr, clip
(* produces sound of something flipping through the air *) and back flip
Over walls, spot jewels
(* produces sound of snatching *) and snatch shit
(* produces smacking sound *) smack niggas inside of their Ac Vigors
Pass the mic to Phan' so he can smash these wack niggas
[Phantasm]
Lyrical lessons
Spiritual sessions and verbal blessings
No escape from
Yes, the great one has come
Towns people stand clear, Phan's near
Riding through the streets like Paul Revere on a chariot's chair
[Prince Poetry]
Tommy guns, Big Pun and these niggas, spit with vigor
Mamis love to move to the straight Henny swigger
Inspect your mental Deck, dig a hole in your neck
(* produces a smacking sound *) smack niggas like Pharoahe said and put em in check
[U.G.]
Yeah, strictly menace, sippin' Guinness and Henness'
When I'm finished scrimmage endless
Bend chicks from here to Venice
Vintage, singe kids with a sentence
Don't mention this, invention rips yo shhh...
Like El Niño wreck shit hectic
My prick's long like Tec clips
I'm the specialist, stop wettin this
Yo-yo-yo-yo, U-U-U-G-G-G e-ends with a echo
What
[Hook]
❤
pure underrated dopeness...this came on in my car and i was head nodding so hard on the freeway with the volume on full blast.
2019 and beyond,
2021 just after the release of “A good day for an exorcism”
Monch is super human.Great job for all 4 gentlemen on this one
Hi there, from 2023. Timeless
Monch murdered this. Ill joint
@ 1:19 MY MANZ UG SPAZZED!!!!!
💥💥💥"RUN PANIC, RUN FRANTIC, RUN 4 UR LIFE, RUN UR ICE, RUN UR WATCH, RUN IN SPOTZ"💥💥💥
I remember I used to have this on cassette tape....2022 still a banger
we come at ya!!
Still bumpin in 2023 🔥🔥
Classic back in the days
2020 anyone!!
Brabo d+ fooogoooo🔥🔥🔥
PERFECTION!!!!
Still a classic
I
LOVES it
2020!
Respetos desde Chile 🇨🇱
this joint right heererereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Had this shit on Cassette tape Maan... God I been in this shit since waaaay back... Hip Hop fo life man
Yesssiirrrr.. i was x
like this song a lot!
Killer track
2021!!!
D❤PE
That beat.
HIP-HOP
Temazo
piece of kraken's shit pure madness
🔥🔥🔥🔥
one of the guy on this song sounded like immortal technique the cat @ 3:11. i am almost positive it is
KjfromOC It's UG from Cella Dwellas but ya it does sound like Tech.
I just realized he spelled his rap name UG in the verse. Ha!
KjfromOC Yeah, you had me wondering for a sec until he said his name lol He was riding the beat to well to be immortal anyway.
To fast
Temazo