Phillie Tha Kyd, Hopsin - On The Verge lyrics
[Phillie Tha Kyd, Hopsin - On The Verge lyrics]
I'm just a loser who's abused the rap game
Walk around confused like Phillie is
That my rap name?
They say I'm crazy baby, you wouldn't know
Before you get trapped in a back
Room when I'm slashing your throat
Nope, that's a joke, hope you don't mind
Searchin' in my style and dope
You going to find
I'm just a lunatic, maniac, crazy man
Stabbing the fuck out of a box of Raisin Bran
(cereal killer)
Two bigass scoops of moral fiber
Chewin' lines of Tony of Tony
Than does a tiger
And I'm great, they call me the frostflake
You watch your body parts as they
Get spread across the lake
I'll stake you to a cross
Dammit for Christ's sake
Gonna invite you back to my place
To eat some rice cake
Phillie's with a rap mixed into a light base
Not only the rock dose
But just the right taste
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
Who wanna deal with a beast
I'm realer than cheese
Charging out the ass like a million in piece
For one verse
My guts yearn for killing emcees
I crush earth
You must learn the illest is me
Homie, look at my buzz build in the streets
I'm putting in work daily
I'm even grinding when your children asleep
Now you see me, I'm as real as can be
I make my competition climb up to
A motherfucking building and leap
My personality, minus it seems
But when you ain't looking your girl is on
My penis trying to polish it clean
I'm the most psychotic, obscene
Hot and supreme nigga droppin' 16's
My goal is to demolish your dreams
I'm a machine and you a fuckin' plastic toy
It's in my programming to leave
Your fuckin' ass destroyed
And that's the joy
I get on any track that I win dudes on
When I eat 'em, I dip 'em in grey poupon
Tell 'em!
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I walk around in payback mode
How far can I go
They don't wanna pave that road
And I don't know what it is
That they take me for
Can't slow my roll, can't even tape my show
You think it's funny
Don't even make that joke
Cause, I don't want this knife to
Have to scrape that throat
So believe me, you don't wanna take that boat
Guaranteed cement shoes can’t make you float
I'm just a murderous cat killer
A villain of rap
Flavor of the week, I'm vanilla in fact
I scream for my team, they yellin' it back
So many thoughts in my head
I'm friggin' villainous cap
You watch it overflow as it spills in a rap
It's like we at you when
Storm Helen attacked
And while your CD sit's and melts
On a shelf in the back
I'm here to put Street Kings
And myself on the map (Fuck y'all)
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
Walk around confused like Phillie is
That my rap name?
They say I'm crazy baby, you wouldn't know
Before you get trapped in a back
Room when I'm slashing your throat
Nope, that's a joke, hope you don't mind
Searchin' in my style and dope
You going to find
I'm just a lunatic, maniac, crazy man
Stabbing the fuck out of a box of Raisin Bran
(cereal killer)
Two bigass scoops of moral fiber
Chewin' lines of Tony of Tony
Than does a tiger
And I'm great, they call me the frostflake
You watch your body parts as they
Get spread across the lake
I'll stake you to a cross
Dammit for Christ's sake
Gonna invite you back to my place
To eat some rice cake
Phillie's with a rap mixed into a light base
Not only the rock dose
But just the right taste
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
Who wanna deal with a beast
I'm realer than cheese
Charging out the ass like a million in piece
For one verse
My guts yearn for killing emcees
I crush earth
You must learn the illest is me
Homie, look at my buzz build in the streets
I'm putting in work daily
I'm even grinding when your children asleep
Now you see me, I'm as real as can be
I make my competition climb up to
A motherfucking building and leap
My personality, minus it seems
But when you ain't looking your girl is on
My penis trying to polish it clean
I'm the most psychotic, obscene
Hot and supreme nigga droppin' 16's
My goal is to demolish your dreams
I'm a machine and you a fuckin' plastic toy
It's in my programming to leave
Your fuckin' ass destroyed
And that's the joy
I get on any track that I win dudes on
When I eat 'em, I dip 'em in grey poupon
Tell 'em!
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I walk around in payback mode
How far can I go
They don't wanna pave that road
And I don't know what it is
That they take me for
Can't slow my roll, can't even tape my show
You think it's funny
Don't even make that joke
Cause, I don't want this knife to
Have to scrape that throat
So believe me, you don't wanna take that boat
Guaranteed cement shoes can’t make you float
I'm just a murderous cat killer
A villain of rap
Flavor of the week, I'm vanilla in fact
I scream for my team, they yellin' it back
So many thoughts in my head
I'm friggin' villainous cap
You watch it overflow as it spills in a rap
It's like we at you when
Storm Helen attacked
And while your CD sit's and melts
On a shelf in the back
I'm here to put Street Kings
And myself on the map (Fuck y'all)
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great
It's like I've been here for way too long
But people keep on singing my songs
So how the fuck am I supposed to walk away
When I feel like I'm on
The verge of being great