What It Is Pharoahe Monch
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[Intro]
As we move forward towards the new millennium (As we move toward the new millennium)
We will no longer communicate (We will no longer communicate with vocal inflections) (What it is, what it is, what it is, what it is)
It will be necessary to communicate (It will be necessary) through telekinesis (What it is)
We will open your mind and concentrate harder (We will open your mind and concentrate harder)
Focus, focus, focus
Focus ("Hey, brother, what it is?")
[Verse 1]
Raps like Star Wars, only the stars die, it's no sequels
Beat three cases, see three P-O's
Before Morpheus and Neo was killin' 'em
We was duckin' bullets in the hood like Remo Williams
Understand the underground Dom'-sipper
Take it serious or die laughin', like John Ritter
Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat good
Breathe easy, relax, mack, like Fleetwood (C'mon)
Keep snorin', keep sleepin'—I'll keep tourin'
Come back, lay in the cut, like Neosporin
Came out of the fallopian blastin'
Pharoahe hungrier than Ethiopians fastin'
Flies all in my teeth, stomach stickin' out
Niggas want dibs on the weed but ain't kickin' out ("Hey, bruh")
See, this is not American Idol
This is me, tryin' to eat: human survival
Spit at your favorite rapper, take his title
Stick needles in his eyeballs 'til his signs are no longer vital
This ain't that (C'mon), I'm not them
These ain't those rhymes—I'm not him
This is more like cocaine all night
Shine like the new five halogen fog lights—
No... More like sunshine
And one line of mine'll remind you of when you were nine
Before you were bustin' cherries, it wasn't necessary to grind then
Now, we all on our grizzly (C'mon)
And you got the nerve to press Frisbees
What it is?
As we move forward towards the new millennium (As we move toward the new millennium)
We will no longer communicate (We will no longer communicate with vocal inflections) (What it is, what it is, what it is, what it is)
It will be necessary to communicate (It will be necessary) through telekinesis (What it is)
We will open your mind and concentrate harder (We will open your mind and concentrate harder)
Focus, focus, focus
Focus ("Hey, brother, what it is?")
[Verse 1]
Raps like Star Wars, only the stars die, it's no sequels
Beat three cases, see three P-O's
Before Morpheus and Neo was killin' 'em
We was duckin' bullets in the hood like Remo Williams
Understand the underground Dom'-sipper
Take it serious or die laughin', like John Ritter
Young Eastwood, just tryin' to eat good
Breathe easy, relax, mack, like Fleetwood (C'mon)
Keep snorin', keep sleepin'—I'll keep tourin'
Come back, lay in the cut, like Neosporin
Came out of the fallopian blastin'
Pharoahe hungrier than Ethiopians fastin'
Flies all in my teeth, stomach stickin' out
Niggas want dibs on the weed but ain't kickin' out ("Hey, bruh")
See, this is not American Idol
This is me, tryin' to eat: human survival
Spit at your favorite rapper, take his title
Stick needles in his eyeballs 'til his signs are no longer vital
This ain't that (C'mon), I'm not them
These ain't those rhymes—I'm not him
This is more like cocaine all night
Shine like the new five halogen fog lights—
No... More like sunshine
And one line of mine'll remind you of when you were nine
Before you were bustin' cherries, it wasn't necessary to grind then
Now, we all on our grizzly (C'mon)
And you got the nerve to press Frisbees
What it is?
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