Too Phat - 6 MC's lyrics

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Too Phat - 6 MC's lyrics

Chorus From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil Verse 1 (Joe Flizzow- Too Phat, Malaysia) Yo, Joe Flizzow First to go on this track Transcending continents Who better To hold it down for Malaysia? Ain't no argument I'm eloquent With my words And linguistics that I abuse MC's wanna bite But still got on Some loose baby tooth My rhymes so hot We got fire blankets In the vocal booth Producers with extinguishers To put out the blaze When I'm on the loose I'm rolling with the best Meeting of the minds Not a contest Evoking MC's around the globe With finesse and sk**s God blessed From KL But a hungry MC Like I was from Budapest Too Phat to go on diet Toe to toe with Joe is ludicrous Don't fool with this You know we fly Like a stewardess Impressing pure hip-hop purists In every single metropolis Don't step to this listen Rubbish we don't utter Got to stop the hating Unite us and start working together So keep it bu*ter We'll kick it hotter Than your average MC They'll flee We'll make 'em stutter C'mon… Chorus From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies We spit sick and fabulous First cla** MCing Promoe from Sweden Who the tighest European? Verse 2 (Promoe- Loop Troop, Sweden) 'Cause I look so good Your first thought is Somebody else Must've wrote this But no ish It's like God comin' down To the pen when I rip it God comin' out my mouth When I spit it God comin' out the sleeve When you break out the record Put it on your turntable Instant connection From me to you With infinite love Music must've been Sent from above To free the people And treat them equal Make us humble 'Cause only the meek will Inherit the earth And perish the dirt Righteousness will cover the world Chorus From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring you delicacies Next up I believe that's Vandal Light 'em up Blow 'em out Like a candle Verse 3 (Vandal- SMC, Canada) I'm certified, kid It's over when your mic drops 'Cause I can tangle With the focus of a Cyclops Battering beats Is more than just a hobby I'm godly And ain't nobody Ever gonna stop me My form's like karate Freestyle is infinite My mind's a temple I reside in its pyramid I know ya' hearing it I feel your attention Your thirst quenching From the words I'm inventing The first sentient That the earth's gonna mention When it comes to this worldwide Hip-hop connection Vandal representin' SMC with Too Phat Making everybody In the place Say true that Chorus From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies We got one DJ Bringin' the delicacies Smooth on the cut And guaranteed To amaze ya' DJ T-Bone Straight from Malaysia Verse 4 (Freestyle- Brooklyn, USA) The game's cold So I'm forced to boil it Ain't here to spoil it Aluminium rap n***az'll foil it Same ish Different toilet But as I counterstrike This be a day of defeat You'll need to Install cheats or retreat Couldn't be beat If I was drums in Africa for wax Crack the manufacturer My caliber's Equipped with silencers Hush the ma**acre Toxins hit you Wit' da' force of 40 oxen My concoction's Leavin' you without no options No need for introduction Let yo' body feel the groove Turn ya' back And I'll react You'll need my mic Surgically removed My ish's off da' wall Like pictures of my ex Flip styles like Rolodex Get a grip like solo sets, haha Don't bother testin' My determination It could lead To your termination Somebody pa** me My medication This dedication's To all the people I'd like to thank I get pounds Without robbin' The British banks, son Chorus From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies Now who's next up to bat I think it's Weapon X Get on the mic And show 'em Australian context Verse 5 (Weapon X- IFA, Australia) It's you-know-who, kids But I ain't Voldemort Rappers scared to say my name They know When I'm holdin' court I'm thorough In this soldier's sport And talent Can't be sold or bought Just as wisdom and experience Cannot be told or taught Hold the fort I rep' the globe Across the galaxies And find the state of Earth And it's inhabitants embarra**ing We all human Skip the arrogant comparisons We won't be here Another hundred years The rate we're ravaging My words stab and sting Feel it in your abdomen I'm strollin' through your mental And casually grabbin' things A just ruler in a land Of would be savage kings Weapon X, IFA, Too Phat We damaging... Chorus From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies Guaranteed to hit hard spit bars Each to blaze ya' Mr. Malique rappin' for East Malaysia Verse 6 (Malique- Too Phat, Malaysia) I come from a land Where everybody eats rice And all the people speak nice And tourists get a Rolex At a cheap price Pretty kites at beach sites That make you breathe right In some cities Students still collide To keep they peeps rights We hostin' different ghettos Different sounds each night No drive by's in caddies Clocking marks Up on the east side No kids with 40's Shootin' dices under street lights And buck guns Here thugs swingin' samurais In street fights But buck a where I resides As long as the beat's nice I keep my rhymes precise And when it recites It makes you Wanna peep twice Impressin' each type In each tribe From jail to kids in Yale To tribal Indians Blowin' peace pipes And buck the cheap hype Your metaphors are re-writes Your style is like tryin' Your granny panties on Could never be tight The type that chicks like Dudes wanna be like And while you jerkin' offa free sites I'm doin' three dykes, uuh Yeah, I'm a Malay kid And no You not mistaken The type a A&R will tell Dre "You gotta take him!" Some haters plottin' To cut my hands off So they could shake 'em Malaysia representin' Peace a**alamualaikum Chorus (2x) From sea to sea Country to country 6 MC's bring the delicacies It's a meeting of the minds To ease the turmoil 360 degrees Around the earth's soil