
Date of issue: 23.02.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Coalmine
Song language: English
Underground Railroad |
At it again like I’m back the stem |
This is the remix Peter Rosenberg we’re playing for them |
Creme de la creme dropping jams like back FM |
With a strong like hip hop Jay Ronin |
DJ can’t set one because the brothers are so bad |
I bump the new '89 Tech N9ne Sucio Smash |
The Dutchmaster is cuttin' he’s working in the cold mine |
We got some new schools in the cool put some Maltesers |
Hard rhymer all timer make you shake like Alzheimer’s |
Chubb Rock and Sadat X their the greats of all-timers |
Gotta catch their back spasms |
Make them feel Phantasm |
Spreading their germs busting like their Norad |
Yo, killing every microphone I’m liking every second alone |
Next I’ll be writing the typing of fighting the next emcee |
Fighting me on these railroad tracks where they flare those gats |
I know you can hear my whacks when I tear those cats |
And so into oblivion aliens millions Milligan’s in pieces |
So whack rappers chopped up in my ceiling fan |
I know you feel me fam my dead deep |
Like my mixer Buckshot and Shabaam Sahdeeq |
X marks the spot so we haul it out to Sadat |
We kickin' it in with Famoso on the spot on the Dean Block |
Mixed in with Chubb Rock on that primo shit |
Silogy is going back on the Malatino shit |
We came so far it’s like we take it back |
Keep it movin' don’t stop the motion |
If my train went off the tracks |
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up |
Under the underground sitting at the Earth’s core |
Crack in the ground when earthquakes when I spit the roar |
Hard times it makes it all grinds |
Hit the booth spit out hard rhymes |
My mind is incredible my verses is never questionable |
Knock out is never technical |
My words spit out like a sneezer chop you up like a vegetable |
My salad is seasonable is the spits I own |
In the Springtime when I’m in College all the kids come home |
When it’s summertime It give you frostbite to keep you chillin' |
Of all time my new style gives you a new fillin' |
When I one time I spit hot and cold to warm your soul |
Under the under world if I’m rock till I’m old |
A lot of rappers are done and came and went |
Never made a cent they content |
By getting high playing bent |
Just gettin' by when they have to pay the rent |
I’ll forever changing the cheddar and I can pay the vent |
Set up shot I’m aim to hit |
Ten shock waves through the underground made a dent |
Self the ballers y’all remember the name |
I got it hand perfect match mock walk the main train |
Toll jobs spits flames to maintain |
And played your position in y’all stay on your lane |
You all in the game but you can play it the same |
I’ve been hip-hop portables to stay in your brain |
Brooklyn I’ll Menage a trois yes that’s crooked |
Y’all don’t want it I’ll bobble your weight get pushed in |
Warrior understated no need for verbals |
Bookworm after learner and glasses but no Urkle |
'64 old school legend did more |
Then an average rider you deny it It doesn’t give y’all |
New bed holders and a M-troduction for the soldiers |
Still loosened will reduce it but older it’s been a minute |
It came from a blizzard one for the sun that got high by nation for a visit |
Get some wizards lyrically come to get wicked |
Grab the star out of your hand to embrace to new assisted |
I came with no movers I don’t move with no losers |
To prove to the losers that they move with no maneuvers |
Every minute is a new flame the game |
That they don’t own go their own ways |
But the youngest kids learn a little something to be own made |
They should all know me or know of me |
You still got to love me I’m a wild cowboy |
My track triggers can speak to it’s self and worldwide |
World affiliation Yankees Stadium creation |
The mood of the morning is the same name where Babe played |
Nas is dead G’ed up |
Watch me throw the heater |
My name means a lot these days |
Through the smoke and hays and I’ll be out |
Straight from the Kiosk |
Reggae sounds good and the sun is still out |
The car is still out still rolling |
The X is Sadat to be what it be |
Every time I get on stage I’ll be a G-O-D |
Don’t worry about my age |
Don’t worry about my wage |
Hit me on my page when you need that shit |
Name | Year |
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Get off the Ground ft. Sean Price, H-Staxx, Justin Tyme | 2015 |
ABC's ft. Chubb Rock | 2009 |
Simon Says ft. Lady Luck, Method Man, Redman | 1999 |
Meteor Hammer ft. Ghostface Killah, Action Bronson, Wu-Tang Clan | 2011 |
Treat 'Em Right | 1991 |
Messiah (Alison Wonderland x M-Phazes) ft. M-Phazes | 2016 |
Messiah ft. M-Phazes, Lido | 2017 |
Takin Ova ft. Shabaam Sahdeeq, J. Sexx, Mr. Eon | 1997 |
Treat 'Em Right (Re-Recorded) | 2012 |
Bag of Shit ft. M-Phazes, Loudmouf Choir | 2013 |
Lyrical Fluctuation ft. Mr Complex, Pharoahe Monch, Shabaam Sahdeeq | 2015 |
Somebody That I Used To Know ft. Kimbra, M-Phazes | 2011 |
People, Places & Things ft. Wordsworth, Prince Paul, MF DOOM | 2003 |
Here In Liberty City ft. Termanology | 2010 |
Come into My Head ft. M-Phazes | 2012 |
Brooklyn Bridge ft. Bekay, Masta Ace, DJ Babu | 2012 |
Treat Em Right | 2010 |
Kiss the Sky ft. Blu, Mela Machinko | 2017 |
Summertime Anthem ft. Chubb Rock | 2011 |
The Raw ft. Saigon, Inspectah Deck, Bekay | 2012 |
Artist lyrics: M-Phazes
Artist lyrics: Termanology
Artist lyrics: Shabaam Sahdeeq
Artist lyrics: Chubb Rock