You See My Name's All Over,Like The Host-Of-A-Hit-Show
So I'll "Jump On~My Jump Off",And "Kill This Post-From-The-Get-Go"
I Spit-Flows,An' Kill These "Rap Diddy's",That Come "Sic-Wit-A-Lease"
I Could Drop 5 Minutes Before Decision An' Still Make Picks-Of-The-Week
Smash Those That "Steal Lines" Like They "Embezzeled-A-Sentence"
And Watch Them "Roll Out" Quicker Then The "Special-Olympics"
I Been Showed Yall I Got That-Fire-An'-Its-Still-There
Cause I "Roll Harder" Then Having "Flat-Tires-On-A-Wheel-Chair"
I "Cant Help It", I Diss-Guys-And-Fight-Wit-Crews
Like I Got "Text Tourette's" Cause I "Switch-Lines-From-Nice-To-Rude"
And Flip-Lines-From-Bitin-Goofs,Want Proof?,I Got-The-Best
Stop-An'-Rest,Cause Like "Dying Of Heat Strokes" Im "Hot-To-Death"
I "Drop-The-Text" Like "Losing-Keys" When This Hype-Is-Dispersed
Only Time These Fake Thugs Is "Moving-Keys" Is When They "Typin-A-Verse"
I'll Never "Go Soft",You Wont See Me "Cushionin'-Up"
So Like "Bullying Leprachauns" I Wouldnt Be "Pushin-Ya-Luck"
Aint Nothin' Like "Ice" Wit The Type Of "Freeze-Im-Blessin"[Free's]
I Aint Cocky,Im Just Too "Sic",For The "Freestyle-Section"
Im To The Point I Dont Even Write Lines Down-I-Just-Jot-'Em
Its Like A Game Of "Solitaire" The "Ace Is Always Found-At-The-Bottom"
Multi Rush
Im Iller-Then-Bein'-Tight,And Sicker-Then-bein'-Ill
This Is Something You Cant Knock-Its-RAW
Its Thrillin'-To-Be-This-Hyped,And Quicker-To-See-The-Skill
Got The Majority Of The Viewers In Shock-And-Awe
Its Fufillin'-To-Be-This-Bright,Slicker-Then-Grease-Until
You "Losing Grip Of Ya Mouth" And You "Droppin'-Jaws"
Other Villians-Are-Bein'-Trite,So Stick-To-The-Reason-Still
I Will Not-Withdraw,You Stopped-And-Saw The RAWness
But Couldnt Spot-A-Flaw
(...Omg ...Its Not Over Yet??...)
Just Like "Old Fashions",Real Lyrics Are Just "A Thing-Of-The-Past"
So Like The "Addams Family Reunion" Im "Bringin'-IT-Back"
Thinkin'-In-Fact,I "See 'Em Runnin" But I Aint "Peepin'-A-Track"
Posts Get Treated Like "Boring Jobs" Cause They Stay "Sleepin'-On"-Cats
There A Whole Inner Circle Of Illness That Im Dyin'-To-Set-Free
Im Like A "Nike Protester",So There's No Use In Tryin'-To-"Check-Me"
Part Of The Professional Specialists,Rappers-Extraordinaire
Most Couldnt "Measure" Our Status,As The Next "Tracker-Of-Jordan-Air"
Attackin'-In-War-Beware,Its Evident Im Only Speakin'-Elite/
And Not Of "Chihuahua Puppy Rappers" Who's Only "Reachin'-Dafeet"
I Must Be "Teachin'-With-Heat",Cause They "Learning-From-Flames"
Churning-With-Rage,I Just Keep "Burning"-Their-Names
Returned-As-The-Same,Suspect That They Concerning-To-Blame
Musta Considered This Style "Sic Wit It" When They Heard-Its-Insane
Pissing Me Off Aint Smart Im Philthy,You Cant Stop-This-Conformance
Cuz U Aint Gon' "Wanna See Me" Like "Fat Joe Doin' A Topless-Performance"
Ewwww Now Thats-Philthy,Thats-All,You Cant Stop And Go Back-Yall
Plus U Couldnt "Make The CUT on Albums" If U "Rocked Tracks With Hack-SAWs"
We Like A "Cell" That "Refuses Mitosis",You Dont-"Split-Up"-The-Realest
My "Status" Is Like "Constipation" ... "NO-s***-Im-The-Illest"
Metaphore Massacare
How Could I Ever Make-It-Through,The Statements-Used
As A Great-Abuse For Breaking-Rude,
That Makes-The-Fueds And Add Fuel-To-The-Fire
That Got Me Duelin-With-Liars,When My Only Tool-Is-A-Wire?
...Huh?!...
Born-And-Discovered Through Torment-And-Gutters
I Knew I'd Always Be Writing,In One Form-Or-Another
Mourning-The-Love-Or Attention That Wasent Simple-To-Grasp
Stencils-My-Past,Until I Refused To Bring A Pencil-To-Class
Utensil-My-Ass,No Erasing My Mistakes,If I Wrote-It-I-Meant-It
So I Just Flowed-With-The-s***-An Eventually, Growed-To-Be-Gifted
On A Throne-To-Be-Lifted,I Speak Truth From The Point-Of-A-Pen
No Not The Point-Of-The-Pen,I Mean From The Point-Thats-Within
The-Point-That-Begins With A Thought And Ends-With-A-Line
That Spins-In-My-Minds Until It Mends-As-A-Rhyme
Of Which Condenses-In-Time,Until Its Morbidly-Sick
Its Forming-Is-This,That No-Trick,Ho-Bitch Wanna War-With-This-Chick
(No!) But I'm Horribly-Split Between This And A Promise-I-Made
The Thought-Is-I-Gave It All Up Cause I'm Honest-As-Abe
To Be Honest-I-Caved, And Gave In To The Nagging-Within
Acting-With-Sin,But My Hand Feels Bare Without A Pad-&-A-Pen
I'm At-It-Again! (Time To Settle The Score)
Yup! With A New-Flow,You-Slow If You Would-Deny-Me
Cuz If Philthy Is As Philthy Does..My Name Should-Be-GRIMEY
Yeah! Punchlines Been Sick Ima Serious-Hazard
And My Flow Mastered Like Experienced Period-Havers
Bitches! All You Clones-Stop Cuz On-Top Yes-I-Be
Its Best-Ya'll-See, Im The M-V-P Of The S-I-C
Yet-I-See, I Still Gotta Free-Say-Next
Gotta Lay Two Bitches Down Like Three-Way-Sex
Ew!! I'm That-Sick,Get That-s*** Through-Yall-Fully
Cuz When Push Come To Shove Im Still The School-Yard-Bully
If You-Hard-Pull-Me Or Have This-Loss-Booked
You Plain Ass, And "Pu-s***-To-The-The-Limit" Like Rick-Ross-Hooks
Lip-Gloss-Cooks As I Spit-Flames To Rip-Lames Glad-U-Made-It-2-See-Scabs
An Everyone Turns Down L's Like They Graduated-From-Rehab
You Sick-Ho I'm This-Close To Snappin Til You See-I'm-Winner
And Have Sites Forbid You Like A Detox-Center
Muties & Punches (omfg)
Confused Or Not Under "Press Sure" I Pop & Unscrew Ya Top
Its My Pleasure To Rock Im Not Talkin Cubes Or Plots When I Run Thru Ya Block
Thugs Packin Toolies Rollin For Tha Thrill Of Drug Traffic Groupies..
Holdin For A Kill Loathin Wat I Feel Cuz Its "All Baby Talk" Like The Rug Rats In Movies
Im Not Jeezy I Dont Love It I f*** s*** Like Assparade But Im Pass The Phase
I Get Cash Fa Days Rugid Budget? I Never Ask Fa Pay If Ya Late Thats Ya Ass Today!!
Hustlas Ambition Tryna Get Figgas Without The Nine Or The Customas Transition..
Niggas Rip Out Ya Spine For A "Smooth Ride" But Lack The Mechanics To Touch Ya Transmission
Equipped With A Steady Vile Mind Why Do I Needa Stack Paper..? I Already Pile Rhymes
The Originater I Eitha Clap Haters Or Read Ya Back Layers Cuz Every Styles Mine
Words Reside In Verbicide Cuz I'll Do Ya Like "Bart Afta School" & Serve Ya Lines
Verbs A Mime Because "Without An Action" I'll Leave The Curb Refined From A Murda Crime
Nervous Guy..? I Come With Some Assualts & Flips Like Abusive Circus Rides
Where My Purpose Lies..? In "Work Wit mine" Until "The Chaos In Da" Earth Jus Dies
"Fightin I Mark Men" & Leave More "Imprints On Ya Surface" Than Writin On Carbon
Strikin I Scar Skin Like Lightning I Charge In & Sun More "C'(d)s" Than Bloods "Lighting A Garden (seeds)
Always On What A Spider Spins U A Ryder When..? U Dont Spit U Got A Biters Flem...
Bout To Light Again..? Only Time Yall Seen a Philly Flamed was when The Sixer's Dropped Iverson (DAMN)
Its Been Done Ya Boy...Philthy is now in the HOF
shits il i was goin hard back than lmao!!!!So I'll "Jump On~My Jump Off",And "Kill This Post-From-The-Get-Go"
I Spit-Flows,An' Kill These "Rap Diddy's",That Come "Sic-Wit-A-Lease"
I Could Drop 5 Minutes Before Decision An' Still Make Picks-Of-The-Week
Smash Those That "Steal Lines" Like They "Embezzeled-A-Sentence"
And Watch Them "Roll Out" Quicker Then The "Special-Olympics"
I Been Showed Yall I Got That-Fire-An'-Its-Still-There
Cause I "Roll Harder" Then Having "Flat-Tires-On-A-Wheel-Chair"
I "Cant Help It", I Diss-Guys-And-Fight-Wit-Crews
Like I Got "Text Tourette's" Cause I "Switch-Lines-From-Nice-To-Rude"
And Flip-Lines-From-Bitin-Goofs,Want Proof?,I Got-The-Best
Stop-An'-Rest,Cause Like "Dying Of Heat Strokes" Im "Hot-To-Death"
I "Drop-The-Text" Like "Losing-Keys" When This Hype-Is-Dispersed
Only Time These Fake Thugs Is "Moving-Keys" Is When They "Typin-A-Verse"
I'll Never "Go Soft",You Wont See Me "Cushionin'-Up"
So Like "Bullying Leprachauns" I Wouldnt Be "Pushin-Ya-Luck"
Aint Nothin' Like "Ice" Wit The Type Of "Freeze-Im-Blessin"[Free's]
I Aint Cocky,Im Just Too "Sic",For The "Freestyle-Section"
Im To The Point I Dont Even Write Lines Down-I-Just-Jot-'Em
Its Like A Game Of "Solitaire" The "Ace Is Always Found-At-The-Bottom"
Multi Rush
Im Iller-Then-Bein'-Tight,And Sicker-Then-bein'-Ill
This Is Something You Cant Knock-Its-RAW
Its Thrillin'-To-Be-This-Hyped,And Quicker-To-See-The-Skill
Got The Majority Of The Viewers In Shock-And-Awe
Its Fufillin'-To-Be-This-Bright,Slicker-Then-Grease-Until
You "Losing Grip Of Ya Mouth" And You "Droppin'-Jaws"
Other Villians-Are-Bein'-Trite,So Stick-To-The-Reason-Still
I Will Not-Withdraw,You Stopped-And-Saw The RAWness
But Couldnt Spot-A-Flaw
(...Omg ...Its Not Over Yet??...)
Just Like "Old Fashions",Real Lyrics Are Just "A Thing-Of-The-Past"
So Like The "Addams Family Reunion" Im "Bringin'-IT-Back"
Thinkin'-In-Fact,I "See 'Em Runnin" But I Aint "Peepin'-A-Track"
Posts Get Treated Like "Boring Jobs" Cause They Stay "Sleepin'-On"-Cats
There A Whole Inner Circle Of Illness That Im Dyin'-To-Set-Free
Im Like A "Nike Protester",So There's No Use In Tryin'-To-"Check-Me"
Part Of The Professional Specialists,Rappers-Extraordinaire
Most Couldnt "Measure" Our Status,As The Next "Tracker-Of-Jordan-Air"
Attackin'-In-War-Beware,Its Evident Im Only Speakin'-Elite/
And Not Of "Chihuahua Puppy Rappers" Who's Only "Reachin'-Dafeet"
I Must Be "Teachin'-With-Heat",Cause They "Learning-From-Flames"
Churning-With-Rage,I Just Keep "Burning"-Their-Names
Returned-As-The-Same,Suspect That They Concerning-To-Blame
Musta Considered This Style "Sic Wit It" When They Heard-Its-Insane
Pissing Me Off Aint Smart Im Philthy,You Cant Stop-This-Conformance
Cuz U Aint Gon' "Wanna See Me" Like "Fat Joe Doin' A Topless-Performance"
Ewwww Now Thats-Philthy,Thats-All,You Cant Stop And Go Back-Yall
Plus U Couldnt "Make The CUT on Albums" If U "Rocked Tracks With Hack-SAWs"
We Like A "Cell" That "Refuses Mitosis",You Dont-"Split-Up"-The-Realest
My "Status" Is Like "Constipation" ... "NO-s***-Im-The-Illest"
Metaphore Massacare
How Could I Ever Make-It-Through,The Statements-Used
As A Great-Abuse For Breaking-Rude,
That Makes-The-Fueds And Add Fuel-To-The-Fire
That Got Me Duelin-With-Liars,When My Only Tool-Is-A-Wire?
...Huh?!...
Born-And-Discovered Through Torment-And-Gutters
I Knew I'd Always Be Writing,In One Form-Or-Another
Mourning-The-Love-Or Attention That Wasent Simple-To-Grasp
Stencils-My-Past,Until I Refused To Bring A Pencil-To-Class
Utensil-My-Ass,No Erasing My Mistakes,If I Wrote-It-I-Meant-It
So I Just Flowed-With-The-s***-An Eventually, Growed-To-Be-Gifted
On A Throne-To-Be-Lifted,I Speak Truth From The Point-Of-A-Pen
No Not The Point-Of-The-Pen,I Mean From The Point-Thats-Within
The-Point-That-Begins With A Thought And Ends-With-A-Line
That Spins-In-My-Minds Until It Mends-As-A-Rhyme
Of Which Condenses-In-Time,Until Its Morbidly-Sick
Its Forming-Is-This,That No-Trick,Ho-Bitch Wanna War-With-This-Chick
(No!) But I'm Horribly-Split Between This And A Promise-I-Made
The Thought-Is-I-Gave It All Up Cause I'm Honest-As-Abe
To Be Honest-I-Caved, And Gave In To The Nagging-Within
Acting-With-Sin,But My Hand Feels Bare Without A Pad-&-A-Pen
I'm At-It-Again! (Time To Settle The Score)
Yup! With A New-Flow,You-Slow If You Would-Deny-Me
Cuz If Philthy Is As Philthy Does..My Name Should-Be-GRIMEY
Yeah! Punchlines Been Sick Ima Serious-Hazard
And My Flow Mastered Like Experienced Period-Havers
Bitches! All You Clones-Stop Cuz On-Top Yes-I-Be
Its Best-Ya'll-See, Im The M-V-P Of The S-I-C
Yet-I-See, I Still Gotta Free-Say-Next
Gotta Lay Two Bitches Down Like Three-Way-Sex
Ew!! I'm That-Sick,Get That-s*** Through-Yall-Fully
Cuz When Push Come To Shove Im Still The School-Yard-Bully
If You-Hard-Pull-Me Or Have This-Loss-Booked
You Plain Ass, And "Pu-s***-To-The-The-Limit" Like Rick-Ross-Hooks
Lip-Gloss-Cooks As I Spit-Flames To Rip-Lames Glad-U-Made-It-2-See-Scabs
An Everyone Turns Down L's Like They Graduated-From-Rehab
You Sick-Ho I'm This-Close To Snappin Til You See-I'm-Winner
And Have Sites Forbid You Like A Detox-Center
Muties & Punches (omfg)
Confused Or Not Under "Press Sure" I Pop & Unscrew Ya Top
Its My Pleasure To Rock Im Not Talkin Cubes Or Plots When I Run Thru Ya Block
Thugs Packin Toolies Rollin For Tha Thrill Of Drug Traffic Groupies..
Holdin For A Kill Loathin Wat I Feel Cuz Its "All Baby Talk" Like The Rug Rats In Movies
Im Not Jeezy I Dont Love It I f*** s*** Like Assparade But Im Pass The Phase
I Get Cash Fa Days Rugid Budget? I Never Ask Fa Pay If Ya Late Thats Ya Ass Today!!
Hustlas Ambition Tryna Get Figgas Without The Nine Or The Customas Transition..
Niggas Rip Out Ya Spine For A "Smooth Ride" But Lack The Mechanics To Touch Ya Transmission
Equipped With A Steady Vile Mind Why Do I Needa Stack Paper..? I Already Pile Rhymes
The Originater I Eitha Clap Haters Or Read Ya Back Layers Cuz Every Styles Mine
Words Reside In Verbicide Cuz I'll Do Ya Like "Bart Afta School" & Serve Ya Lines
Verbs A Mime Because "Without An Action" I'll Leave The Curb Refined From A Murda Crime
Nervous Guy..? I Come With Some Assualts & Flips Like Abusive Circus Rides
Where My Purpose Lies..? In "Work Wit mine" Until "The Chaos In Da" Earth Jus Dies
"Fightin I Mark Men" & Leave More "Imprints On Ya Surface" Than Writin On Carbon
Strikin I Scar Skin Like Lightning I Charge In & Sun More "C'(d)s" Than Bloods "Lighting A Garden (seeds)
Always On What A Spider Spins U A Ryder When..? U Dont Spit U Got A Biters Flem...
Bout To Light Again..? Only Time Yall Seen a Philly Flamed was when The Sixer's Dropped Iverson (DAMN)
Its Been Done Ya Boy...Philthy is now in the HOF
