Cordless Mics at 20 Paces - Skitz, Phi-Life Cypher, DJ MK

I spat many raps on many tracks that most rappers’d be smoking 'em

When I launch rhymes on mics I start smokin' em like opium

Your thoughts I be provoking them, brain cells I will open 'em

Leaving other rappers paranoid like my metaphors got coke in 'em

I spit vapour gasses at rappers my skills be chokin 'em

Phi Life free reign on MCs don’t stop until we’re smoking 'em

Insulting 'em, supernatural verses we be quoting 'em

My mind shines when I rhyme like my brain cells have got gold in 'em

Amazing rhyme writers, fist fighters and battle snipers

Prepared to die for the cause like some Shi’ite Muslim fighters

Tighter than Rikers, deadly venom stronger than any viper’s

Phi Life are the type to take your life like schizophrenic lifers

Crazy like crack viper Hell’s Angel bikers

Even if your style be hyper you’ll be crushed by the Cypher

Fuck the sabre-tooth, I’m the type to pulverise a tiger

Demoralise ya worse than a parole knock-back to a lifer

Cordless mics at 20 paces you’ll get wasted like a racist

Surrounded by 20 vexed niggas with Black Panther braces

Causing more pain than a sadist, rhymers are scared to play this

My flow’s killer high-speed like Lady Di’s Mercedes

You’ll die a death that’s painful, tortuous and agonising

When this hypnotising vocal verbalist starts verbalising

My skills are enterprising, my status rapidly rising

Rap careers I’m neutralising, life I’m striking like I’m lightning

Don’t need a movie screen to see events over the horizon

In the future I’ll be running tings on the mic, it’s not surprising

I’m metamorphasizing, disguised when I’m cannabalising

Demoralising their spies and I’m leaving em caramelising

Like blowtorches, my spit skills are scorching your whole fortress

You fightin us is like Skodas having races with Porsches

I spit raps just as sick as Riddick in Pitch Black

Faster than a Ferrari could force its driver to sit back

I’m dissecting your tongue to disable your thought to spit back

Smacking you to your senses for telling me that my shit’s wack

Flip tracks like train drivers at Paddington station

But I’m worse than a train crash cos I cause more devastation

Be prepared for my denotation, power surging electrics

When I rhyme I make ya blind you can’t find emergency exits

Cos that’s the way that I flex it I’m born the buffalo soldier

With a heart colder than peaks in the farthest part of the polar

My flow’s darker than cola and it’s overheating solariums

This black Rastafarian’s deeper than oceanariums

I’m for real you better believe that I don’t play tricks

I’m the one who taught Keanu Reeves those supernatural speed kicks in Matrix

Tiger style to Eagle’s Claw, many styles I brandish

My Drunken Master technique will crush the Preying Mantis

My underwater technique I practice beneath the Atlantic

Freeze my lungs I hold my breath longer than the man from Atlantis

Greeks and Gracie grapple rapper snap necks with a suplex

Amaze Mr Miyagi with my kung fu complex nu flex

Allow fox outbox with a style

Travel on the cloud faster than Monkey and Tripitaka, believe

No one can drop me, stop me or even clutch me

I’m a bigger threat to your life than a Muslim to Salman Rushdie

My soundclash technique’s in motion and won’t be stoppin

My burial lyrics feed the last nails in rappers' coffins

Stun gun shockin and dropping rappers who think they rockin'

Really they nothing this bad MC they can’t be dropping

Is ragamuffin, keep the rappers ducking like a bank assistant

Faced by a gun-cocking raider in a stocking

Now the competition’s scared stiff like bodypoppers locking

Put on the mic step to my D’s and start mopping

I’m the type to win a Grand Prix without the pit stopping

Phi Life Cypher represent and daddy Skitz just keeps rocking

And we never stopping, dropping devastating linguistics

When I spit these paragraphs I turn crews into statistics

My sadistic war thoughts are the sort to leave rappers distraught

I distort space and time with the swift rhymes of a tort

The schizophrenic epidemic’s worse than leukemia

Phi Life’s affecting plasma C cells like septacemia

We’re double teaming ya like a world rap federation

My armour piercing literature causes deep penetration

World war desolation like foretold revelations

Excess and out and out devastation

I shine like lamination just taking examination

My presentation be brighter than stars in the constellation

This illustration’s like a mad graphical picture

Illustrating the facts of my bad lyrical scriptures

I’m overheating, spitting lyrics with the intensity

To melt the fibres inside of your face and change your identity

I’m an entity with the skin of the thicking density

Who stands here with a size of extraordinary immensity

My one liners attack with the force of striking miners

I turn professional rhymers to buskers and street mimers

This Einstein I’m advancing genetic cloning

I possess the chromosones of a geno-soldier Ronin

My cypher’s rolling, disappearing like sharp things

It’s me and my sparks my crew got you fretting just like your car strings