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    "Fantastique" Lyrics

    K-Os

    Album:
    track 2
    Exit [2003]
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    Duration:00:02:53
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    (K-OS)
    Yo, uh uh uh uh uh
    This is the mission out a small time thing
    Let me tell you bout what happened when the phone went
    I was chillin' at the crib with this girl named Wise
    She was kissin' my brain, caressin' my third eye
    When the phone rang, I couldn't believe it
    Told myself to forget it, ignore it, leave it
    But just when things started goin' great
    It rang again, I said hold up, wait
    Picked up the phone, "Yeah who the hell is this?"
    Somebody said, "This is serious business
    Hip hop is dyin' it's all Darth Vader
    So pick up your mic and swing your lightsaber."
    The Skywalker, the fly talker from the T-dot
    We got, beats and lyrics to get you up
    Kick in the door, wavin' my ASR
    Who got my back? In fact it's Figure Four
    I keep it raw, cross the city just like gore
    Rappers are claimin' to be hardcore
    But never no more
    (Chorus: K-OS)
    Some just lost, they floss they don't get it
    When I fall off things I'm quick to admit it
    If you love this life I know you'll get with it
    Cause all in all it's fantastique
    Some just lost, they floss they don't get it
    When I fall off things I'm quick to admit it
    If you love this life I know you'll get with it
    Cause all in all it's fantastique
    (K-OS)
    There's only two digits; zero and number one
    But some get fooled by countin' bullets in a gun
    I make a run, with that renegade Red 1
    We so close you can figure us cousins
    So step up if you want to get taxed
    Hip hop used to be black, but now it laxed
    The brick cause they mostly spit like demonology
    My psychology not dependant on pimpology
    Cause pimps just react to things, men make em happen
    This rappin' dedicated to soul clappin'
    If you got soul, than The Infinite's in control
    Stop using mine, people to legitimize
    Youself cause you raped the Earth and tell lies
    My man positive intelligent and wise
    I don't suck energy son, I energize
    This is dedicated to make it live, bring it back
    (Chorus: K-OS)
    This song was submitted on August 1st, 2006 and last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Kevin Deron Brereton, Ray Garraway, Chris Gestrin, Russell Klyne, Toby Peter.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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