Verse one: prince poetry
Here we go again with the funky intro
People approach me knowin Im the prince po
E-t, r-y, and Im the first batter
The pharoah usually go first, but it dont matter
Funky slices of beats like this
Comes once in a blue, but its not hard for me to chew
So kick off your shoes and dont forget your socks
I wash and wash them emcess like clorox
Skills I have, good and plenty
If you want dope lyrics but still gimmicks gimme
Beats, equivalent to just something that I can
Flow [flow] flow [flow] float onnnnnn
Its gettin heavy so heavy and keep ya coat on
When i, proceed to, light the party
In the summer, somethin like a mardi, gras
Bikinis, panties, bras
Juicin em and Im suckin the girls up like straws
Oops upside ya dome
I dont answer the phone when Im home not alone
On the bone
Leave your name and your number and a brief message at the end of the tone
Boop!
Oooooh, and I like it
Cause Im poetry the psychic
Intellectual level would rather
Nah, nah I dont like that
{talking} one more time
Rollin lyrics, off the tip of my tongue [swing]
I swing [swing], I swang [swang], I swung [swung]
Bringin you the news like kaity chung
But Im not a pretty oriental specimen from
hong kong fooey, numba one supa guy
I love the women but I dont try to see em
Id rather make the money bein on the cover of e.m.
Get mcs mad make em flare up nostrils
Im poetry the rap fanatic I get hostile
Verse two: pharoah monch
Pressure presssure pressure pressure pressure pressure cooker
I leave the party when I mass a lot of hookers
Slip and slide, I slid the sludge
[fudge] fudge [pudge] pudge, but I never hold a grudge
Up against the wall, I caught you with the drugs
[the organisms on the jury] guess whos the judge
I hit the hook heavy
Ready no chitter-chatter I figure since Im bigger why pitter-patter
Props in no particular poetry persists to pertriculate ?
Youre just a pussy [meow]
Cat when Im deckin you
Disrespectin you
Clever whenever I select a new dialogue
One plus one get it together
Girls dont despair cause Ill be your fair weather friend
No I dont have a benz and no I dont have an infiniti
I figure the eight inches of me, will be the remedy
Cause when I pull up to the bumper
Cause Ill be down to thump a girl like heather hunter
I tell you now you never hated
The triple x when it comes to sex is what Im rated
I tell you know that I can give good love
Yes Im the one you should love
So dont try to diss fudge pudge
cause its al-right, with, me
Kick slick rhymes out of a mouth
Tricky in a joust, plus Im down with mickey mouse
Cmon everyone, lets flow to the rhy
