Around The Block (Coco Jones)

Check it out y’all Uh! Phantom come alive in the night time I spit freestyle, I don’t have to write rhymes Flow unrehearsed, I spit a killer verse When it comes to your rhymes and they’re the worst Your flow's sloppy, punchlines, brush 'em off me Yeah I’m so cocky, no way you can stop me Swag through the roof, believe that’s the truth How’d I know that? Yo, I’m living proof I just do what I do when I’m in the booth I’ve got a finer chick, hotter whip, sicker crew Oh! You just got lyricly smacked Better think twice before you try to clap back (Ohhh...) What? Yo! Why you gotta get up in my face like an airbag Dude your breath's bad, you need to step back In fact forget that you need some gum jack Plus a stylist ‘cuz you got no swag, DJ say you're wa-wa-wack You wouldn’t have rhymes if you stole my notepad And you can quote that and put it on a blog So everyone can read it, I've never been defeated Freestylin' is a competition sport And Rev is king, why’s this fool on my court? It’s not a battle, it’s more like a roast Grab a white sheet, I'll turn Phantom to a ghost And it’s like that, one time for your mom Revelation with the rhymes