Verse 1

Ladies and gentlemen guess

Who's back in town

It's Too Phat and Phlowtron

Ay yo we runnin' it down

Breaking the barrier's of sound

Jealousy knows no bounds

Moving in three sixty degrees

Like a merry go round

Still red and warm

The blood that courses through my veins

Arising from the underground

Like a hydroplane

Smuggling in crack phlowcane

Where there's no pain

There's no gain

So I sustain my domain

In a mind frame that's untamed



Verse 2

Yes

Yes yes

I know I'm sick

I confess

Displays of finesse

When my raps manifest

You couldn't handle this

Till I'm hundred I spit tight

Can't battle me on the mic

We'll hit the streets and fist fight

I'm quick to dislike

The type that

Speak a cheap hype

How they gonna take me down

With frail tales

And weak psyche

Raps weak

Your style's mild

And a tad meek

Welcome to this game

Of hide and seek

With crazy mic freaks



Verse 3

Yo it's Khazanah the Khalled

I bled the ground red

Moses scarred through

The red sea

I speak what the future said

Resurrect hip-hop for the dead

This egomaniac's drive to ecstacy

So let the ground rules be laid

The kid with braces grace

The scene in this hiatus

Rebel reborn revive

Rehearse this verse



Verse 4

Yo five years now

Malique is an astonishing cat

We started off the same time

You still promising act

Now what your problem is black?

They say they callin' you back?

You still are shoppin' for your demos

While I'm polishin' plaques?

Should start