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The Pharcyde

The Pharcyde /ˈfɑrsaɪd/ is an alternative hip hop group based in South Central Los Angeles. The original four members of the group are Imani (Emandu Wilcox), Slimkid3 (Trevant Hardson), Bootie Brown (Romye Robinson) and Fatlip (Derrick Stewart). DJ Mark Luv was the group's first DJ, followed by producer J-Swift and then J Dilla.[citation needed] The group is best known for the hit singles "Drop", "Passin' Me By" and "Runnin'", as well as their first album, Bizarre Ride II the Pharcyde. more »

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2008

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So here it is, f*ck it, friends or no friends I had enough bullshit
To last me clear to the ends of my term
I hate worms, so I'mma bring in the fish
And induce my backhand to refrain from my fist
Yeah I wish that I change then I could shed all the mains
You trippin' on my ego but all my shit is sustained
Order order, I cross the border for a spot in the sun
I'm so down with myself, bitch I could chill as a bum (ho hum)
Drum, I'm so burnt that I'm beat
I got my peers on my nuts, and the crowd on my feet
The only one who has my back is me, in reality, see
I'm constantly fighting heavy when we journey through the sea
Oui, oui monsieur, I'm true to the game, I believe my friends you slip me
I might have the ego but you'll tell me who're tripping
I know and it shows, I can look at your nose
And just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o

On the downlow
On the downlow
On the downlow

I woke up in the mornin' to a girl who's butt's soft
Gotta brush my teeth, clean my nuts off
Put on the gear that I'mma wear throughout my day
But before I take a shower I ain't ashamed to say
When I think of the night before, and the heat of passion
Your big brown booty, my mind starts flashin'
I'm lookin' in the mirror with my cock on rock
Should I pursue to do you or just stroke my knot
While my girl is asleep I'm caught in a jam
Went to the bathroom with cocoa-butter in my hand
Closed the door behind me, locked it very tight
Thinkin' of all the naughty things we did last night
Slipped out my underoos sat on the toilet bowl
And let the hand I hold the mic with take control
Closed my eyes tight so it would seem more real
I'm thinkin' about the crazy ways you made me feel
As my thoughts get deeper and a little more intense
If you don't know what comes next, well you're just too dense

On the downlow
On the downlow
On the downlow

Who's chasin' me, scrapin' my knee on the cement is what I did
What dug, look under the rug and I got it
Hit him in the heart with my night struck a slug, but no, this nigga had to go
Peep this, I was asleep, he climbed in my window
Grabbed me around the neck said scream and you're dead
I thought it was the devil 'cause his face was glowin' red
He was a brother but this brother had the devil in his eye
He was out to get I-m-a-n-i
First I took my trigger finger with a wiggle
The devil jumps into my eyes and then I giggle
In the back of my head you know Imani feels no shame
I grabbed my nine I said, "watch my millimeter go bang"
I got him, he's crippled so he crawls across the floor
He's bleeding everywhere and now he's reachin' for the door
Bang bang bang, yep I got him again
His story's soundin' sad like the movie Ben
But um anyway I'm just protectin' my shit
'Cause if it wasn't me he's killin' then my moms mighta got it
It's on the downlow
Don't tell nobody I killed him all right?

On the downlow
On the downlow
On the downlow
'Cause you should know

On the downlow
On the downlow
On the downlow
'Cause you should know

Flip fly caught you soarin' sky high
But a fly slip wash you up fly drip my
Eyes cry, tears fear
A baby eagle seagull shit falls quicker than a local hero
Zero from zero leaves nothin', now ain't that somethin'?
And all this time you been wantin' somethin' for nothin'
The crew has pushed your button 'cause your frame is on recall
The homies kick the fact 'cause its wack to let you fall
Brother don't want you rollin' in the hood, so niggas that don't wantcha
And you're fucked, crazy fucked, like the slut Heather Hunter
Will be the one that punch you, shit, I know you'll get the pic
With the cars and the girls and the ego and the loot chief
I'll make this brief, I'd be lyin' through my teeth
If I told you, you was dope and your benefits was reaped
From my ego, those libro kids are creepin' with the steel
And you're cappin' 'bout this rappin' and they cavin' in the grill

On the downlow
On the downlow
On the downlow
'Cause you should know
'Bout the downlow
On the downlow
On the downlow
'Cause you should know

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