Bliss n Eso, Mystro - Watch Your Mouth (Phazed Out) lyrics
[Bliss n Eso, Mystro - Watch Your Mouth Phazed Out lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah what up hip hoppers?
(All right let's do that again, sorry)
Yeah, yeah, yeah what's up party people
(Nah, Come on man)
Yeah, yeah what's up this is Mighty Mystro
The natural born spitter outta UK
(yeah motherfuckers) uK and Oz connect
This is to all you half arse MCs out there
(Take this)
For the chance of beating me
For any coward are slim
'Cause, I got the power to finish
Any clown in the ring
See I'll mark you for death and leave
You with scars from your chest
To your legs and sever your head
Off with the largest machete
Then after I start and the ref
Shatter some glass in his head
And I'll grasp his neck
Till his partially dead
And he's starving for a breath
But, I'm a devious man, the hardest to stop
Rappers claim to be harder than rock
And I beat them to sand
And if you big for this man
I'll probably tie your feet to
A van and drive you through
The streets of your land
Not messing with me fool
I'll take you to the steeple
Of a cathedral and
Tie you to the peak with your
Hands and leave you to hang, so
Don't come around here speaking
All that jazz
When your crew ain't got as much
Juice as my ball bags have
Don't ever let me see you sport
That badge or I'll leave your
Face with more foot prints than
My grannies door mat has
"Mystro, Bliss N Eso" "Dropping shit"
"To these amateur rappers that
Think they need approvement"
"Y'all MC's talk shit
But, I don't give a fuck"
"Somebody put something in his
Mouth my zipper's stuck"
"I keep it hardcore without a
Girl on my waist" "" "Bitch run his mouth
It's just a storm in a teacup"
"Somebody put something in his mouth"
(who's fucked up now?)
When the chances of beating me
For any coward is slim
'Cause, I got the power to finish
Any clown in the ring this is a spit battle
You rappers talk shit like piss louts
Constipated rookies mad they ain't
Got shit out i got up at midnight
Through the darkest valleys
And keep head rolling in
The city’s hardest alleys
I’m on a bigger bender than cop chases
After robbing Danny Ocean for what
He got in los Vegas
I’m the lost pages of a lonely tale
Fuck beers I chill with Indy
Sippin the Holy Grail
I’m past the lemon grove
I'm past the light house
I’m past the steppin’ stones I’m
Past your wife’s spouse
I’m the dreamer in the clouds
Throwing lightning with Zeus
Striking at you spitting fire
And igniting the booth
Emcees say they on the rise but
Then scream it’s not fair
Cause, I burst their bubble
And show the world it's hot air
Shaking the populous round
Breaking monotonous sound
Taking the opulent crowd
Thinking of chopping them down
They can’t be stopping us now
Down a beer, we’re out of here
(Mystro, Bliss 'n Eso)
To the eardrum loud and clear
"Who's fucking with me?" "Dropping shit
"To these amateur rappers that
Think they need approvement"
"Y'all MC's talk shit
But, I don't give a fuck"
"Somebody put something in his
Mouth my zipper's stuck"
"I keep it hardcore without a
Girl on my waist" "" "Bitch run his mouth
It's just a storm in a teacup"
"Somebody put something in his mouth"
(who's fucked up now?)
When the chances of beating me
For any coward is slim
'Cause, I got the power to finish
Any clown in the ring
It’s the flowers in the pavement
That led you to the harvest
And crept through then left you
Webbed between the armpit's
That’s why these rappers don’t think
They lay in bed and they sulk
While I go the government
Like the incredible hulk
With insight that these ho’s are brainless
Because even Tarzan doesn’t know
Where Jane is
She’s at my house, trying to get lifted
Crying her eyes out cause her
Life is her business
I said that most of these guys now
Have their eyes on a ribbon
So I’m hoping you fly now
And remind me of living
Because I live in the jungle
Where the buildings are bamboo
The kids are in huddles and we
Chill on the sand dunes
Like mad max, but the sad fact
Is that’s my actual name
I shouldn’t have to explain why
My shit's a pool stick
In the devils eye-socket
And I flip lids of school
Kids whenever I rock it get it? I got it
My raps hit your dome with knowledge
And my life’s a rifle at the
Cracked window of a cottage
Mystro, Bliss N Eso dropping shit
"To these amateur rappers that
Think they need approvement"
"Y'all MC's talk shit
But, I don't give a fuck"
"Somebody put something in his
Mouth my zipper's stuck"
"I keep it hardcore without a
Girl on my waist" "" "Bitch run his mouth
It's just a storm in a teacup"
"Somebody put something in his mouth"
(who's fucked up now?)
"Watch your mouth now"
(All right let's do that again, sorry)
Yeah, yeah, yeah what's up party people
(Nah, Come on man)
Yeah, yeah what's up this is Mighty Mystro
The natural born spitter outta UK
(yeah motherfuckers) uK and Oz connect
This is to all you half arse MCs out there
(Take this)
For the chance of beating me
For any coward are slim
'Cause, I got the power to finish
Any clown in the ring
See I'll mark you for death and leave
You with scars from your chest
To your legs and sever your head
Off with the largest machete
Then after I start and the ref
Shatter some glass in his head
And I'll grasp his neck
Till his partially dead
And he's starving for a breath
But, I'm a devious man, the hardest to stop
Rappers claim to be harder than rock
And I beat them to sand
And if you big for this man
I'll probably tie your feet to
A van and drive you through
The streets of your land
Not messing with me fool
I'll take you to the steeple
Of a cathedral and
Tie you to the peak with your
Hands and leave you to hang, so
Don't come around here speaking
All that jazz
When your crew ain't got as much
Juice as my ball bags have
Don't ever let me see you sport
That badge or I'll leave your
Face with more foot prints than
My grannies door mat has
"Mystro, Bliss N Eso" "Dropping shit"
"To these amateur rappers that
Think they need approvement"
"Y'all MC's talk shit
But, I don't give a fuck"
"Somebody put something in his
Mouth my zipper's stuck"
"I keep it hardcore without a
Girl on my waist" "" "Bitch run his mouth
It's just a storm in a teacup"
"Somebody put something in his mouth"
(who's fucked up now?)
When the chances of beating me
For any coward is slim
'Cause, I got the power to finish
Any clown in the ring this is a spit battle
You rappers talk shit like piss louts
Constipated rookies mad they ain't
Got shit out i got up at midnight
Through the darkest valleys
And keep head rolling in
The city’s hardest alleys
I’m on a bigger bender than cop chases
After robbing Danny Ocean for what
He got in los Vegas
I’m the lost pages of a lonely tale
Fuck beers I chill with Indy
Sippin the Holy Grail
I’m past the lemon grove
I'm past the light house
I’m past the steppin’ stones I’m
Past your wife’s spouse
I’m the dreamer in the clouds
Throwing lightning with Zeus
Striking at you spitting fire
And igniting the booth
Emcees say they on the rise but
Then scream it’s not fair
Cause, I burst their bubble
And show the world it's hot air
Shaking the populous round
Breaking monotonous sound
Taking the opulent crowd
Thinking of chopping them down
They can’t be stopping us now
Down a beer, we’re out of here
(Mystro, Bliss 'n Eso)
To the eardrum loud and clear
"Who's fucking with me?" "Dropping shit
"To these amateur rappers that
Think they need approvement"
"Y'all MC's talk shit
But, I don't give a fuck"
"Somebody put something in his
Mouth my zipper's stuck"
"I keep it hardcore without a
Girl on my waist" "" "Bitch run his mouth
It's just a storm in a teacup"
"Somebody put something in his mouth"
(who's fucked up now?)
When the chances of beating me
For any coward is slim
'Cause, I got the power to finish
Any clown in the ring
It’s the flowers in the pavement
That led you to the harvest
And crept through then left you
Webbed between the armpit's
That’s why these rappers don’t think
They lay in bed and they sulk
While I go the government
Like the incredible hulk
With insight that these ho’s are brainless
Because even Tarzan doesn’t know
Where Jane is
She’s at my house, trying to get lifted
Crying her eyes out cause her
Life is her business
I said that most of these guys now
Have their eyes on a ribbon
So I’m hoping you fly now
And remind me of living
Because I live in the jungle
Where the buildings are bamboo
The kids are in huddles and we
Chill on the sand dunes
Like mad max, but the sad fact
Is that’s my actual name
I shouldn’t have to explain why
My shit's a pool stick
In the devils eye-socket
And I flip lids of school
Kids whenever I rock it get it? I got it
My raps hit your dome with knowledge
And my life’s a rifle at the
Cracked window of a cottage
Mystro, Bliss N Eso dropping shit
"To these amateur rappers that
Think they need approvement"
"Y'all MC's talk shit
But, I don't give a fuck"
"Somebody put something in his
Mouth my zipper's stuck"
"I keep it hardcore without a
Girl on my waist" "" "Bitch run his mouth
It's just a storm in a teacup"
"Somebody put something in his mouth"
(who's fucked up now?)
"Watch your mouth now"