| I smoke green ganja leaves and wear green army fatigues
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| Like the one us soldiers wear when they camouflage in trees
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| I store whack MCs like disease I cause infection
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| Launch lyric missiles in my enemy’s direction
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| Check the strategy and my vocabulary cavalry
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| Killing savagely with Mortal Kombat moves of fatality
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| Danger, insanity, murderous battle thoughts
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| That even scare my own family
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| I’m capable of causing tragedy rapidly rising increasingly
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| I be shocking heads with brainwaves
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| That cause shock-waves and rappers death
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| But I never die cause I was born to live a life that’s endless
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| And fuck who hates me cause I was also born friendless
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| Smash your glass jaw take out your teeth like a dentist
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| I’ll bend your body out like Kuriaki did with Ken Swift
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| Attack mode relentless for seven days I can offend this
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| I class rappers and make their best sound like an apprentice
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| So who’s really the baddest man on the planet?
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| If it’s not Mike Tyson it be Life goddamn it
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| I ward heads to bed my style be crazy like legs
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| I pierce skin like ear rings with my razor sharp tongue flex
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| The lyrical godfathers spitting volcanic lava that will melt the Bahamas
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| While sounding sweet like the juice of guava
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| Where my dogs at, fuck the dogs I be the harbour shark
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| Operating off the dark cause I’m a bad bumbaclart
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| Cause we a bad bumbaclart, bumbaclart
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| Cause we a bad bumbaclart, bumbaclart
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| Cause we a bad bumbaclart, bumbaclart
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| Me telling them we a bad bumbaclart
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| I metamorphosize like butterflies out of a chrysalis
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| If verbalists be dropping wickedness so beg u listen this
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| I just keep on kickin this lyricists give the godly gift so I can kick the
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| positive
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| (Negatives not the prerogative)
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| Painting mental pictures with ghetto scriptures while smoking herbal elixirs
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| Burning green mixtures in cone shape Rizlas
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| I scorch and cause blisters with dynamic tongue twisters
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| Bunsen Burn niggas with rapid fire skills that I deliver
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| See I’m the kind of dude that trains at high altitude
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| Eating healthy food to stay on top of my game like boxers do
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| Chaka-fu, I’m hardcore extremist
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| With lyrical genius talking in forbidden tongues
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| Amazing shit that has never been done previous
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| Tag teamers, wolveriners, night riders, A-teamers
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| Super heroes (life takes on all comers) including gondaleros
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| Spin a verse in first to make you know I reverse the hearse
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| Lyrically curse the worst with instantaneous outburst from birth
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| Revolve like planet Earth evolve like mankind on God’s turf
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| Plus I think so deep my mind it quantum leaps like Captain Kirk
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| Turn a sane man berserk, make the devil pray in a church
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| On the frequency that blew up kilowatts and megahertz
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| My words hurt syllables cut back and scratch like the perverts
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| Even Canibus and Wu-Tang Clan wear Phi-Life Cypher T-shirts
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| I’m crossing weak words with artwork, inspired by Herc
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| 24/7 365 I survive on my own words
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| Bumbaclart, Phi-life say we the bad bumbaclart, bumbaclart
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| Telling 'em we the bad bumbaclart, bumbaclart
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| Phi-life we are the bad bumbaclart, bumbaclart
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| Kofa telling 'em we the bad bumbaclart
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| Well well! |
| Phi-life the badboy, 98. Big up the creators
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| Si philli and the Life, alongside the Dj Nappa |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song B.B.C. , by - Phi Life Cypher. Song from the album Millenium Metaphors, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп