Lyrics Too Phat – 6 MC’s

6 MC’s Lyrics – Too Phat

Singer: Too Phat
Title: 6 MC’s

Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies

It’s a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth’s soil

Yo, Joe Flizzow
First to go on this track
Transcending continents
Who better

To hold it down for Malaysia?
Ain’t no argument
I’m eloquent
With my words

And linguistics that I abuse
MC’s wanna bite
But still got on
Some loose baby tooth

My rhymes so hot
We got fire blankets
In the vocal booth
Producers with extinguishers

To put out the blaze
When I’m on the loose
I’m rolling with the best
Meeting of the minds

Not a contest
Evoking MC’s around the globe
With finesse and skills God blessed
From KL

But a hungry MC
Like I was from Budapest
Toe to toe with Joe is ludicrous
Don’t fool with this

You know we fly
Like a stewardess
Impressing pure hip-hop purists
In every single metropolis

Don’t step to this listen
Rubbish we don’t utter
Got to stop the hating
Unite us and start working together

So keep it butter
We’ll kick it hotter
Than your average MC
They’ll flee

We’ll make ’em stutter
C’mon…
Chorus
From sea to sea

Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies
It’s a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil

360 degrees
Around the earth’s soil
From sea to sea
Country to country

6 MC’s bring the delicacies
We spit sick and fabulous
First class MCing
Promoe from Sweden

Who the tighest European?
Verse 2 (Promoe- Loop Troop, Sweden)
‘Cause I look so good
Your first thought is

Somebody else
Must’ve wrote this
But no ish
It’s like God comin’ down

To the pen when I rip it
God comin’ out my mouth
When I spit it
God comin’ out the sleeve

When you break out the record
Put it on your turntable
Instant connection
From me to you

With infinite love
Music must’ve been
Sent from above
To free the people

And treat them equal
Make us humble
‘Cause only the meek will
Inherit the earth

And perish the dirt
Righteousness will cover the world
Chorus
From sea to sea

Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies
It’s a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil

360 degrees
Around the earth’s soil
From sea to sea
Country to country

6 MC’s bring you delicacies
Next up
I believe that’s Vandal
Light ’em up

Blow ’em out
Like a candle
Verse 3 (Vandal- SMC, Canada)
I’m certified, kid

It’s over when your mic drops
‘Cause I can tangle
With the focus of a Cyclops
Battering beats

Is more than just a hobby
I’m godly
And ain’t nobody
Ever gonna stop me

My form’s like karate
Freestyle is infinite
My mind’s a temple
I reside in its pyramid

I know ya’ hearing it
I feel your attention
Your thirst quenching
From the words

I’m inventing
The first sentient
That the earth’s gonna mention
When it comes to this worldwide

Hip-hop connection
Vandal representin’
Making everybody
In the place

Say true that
Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country

6 MC’s bring the delicacies
It’s a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees

Around the earth’s soil
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies

We got one DJ
Bringin’ the delicacies
Smooth on the cut
And guaranteed

To amaze ya’
DJ T-Bone
Straight from Malaysia
Verse 4 (Freestyle- Brooklyn, USA)

The game’s cold
So I’m forced to boil it
Ain’t here to spoil it
Aluminium rap

n#gg#z’ll foil it
Same ish
Different toilet
But as I counterstrike

This be a day of defeat
You’ll need to
Install cheats or retreat
Couldn’t be beat

If I was drums in Africa for wax
Crack the manufacturer
My caliber’s
Equipped with silencers

Hush the massacre
Toxins hit you
Wit’ da’ force of 40 oxen
My concoction’s

Leavin’ you without no options
No need for introduction
Let yo’ body feel the groove
Turn ya’ back

And I’ll react
You’ll need my mic
Surgically removed
My ish’s off da’ wall

Like pictures of my ex
Flip styles like Rolodex
Get a grip like solo sets, haha
Don’t bother testin’

My determination
It could lead
To your termination
Somebody pass me

My medication
This dedication’s
To all the people
I’d like to thank

I get pounds
Without robbin’
The British banks, son
Chorus

From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies
It’s a meeting of the minds

To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth’s soil
From sea to sea

Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies
Now who’s next up to bat
I think it’s Weapon X

Get on the mic
And show ’em
Australian context
Verse 5 (Weapon X- IFA, Australia)

It’s you-know-who, kids
But I ain’t Voldemort
Rappers scared to say my name
They know

When I’m holdin’ court
I’m thorough
In this soldier’s sport
And talent

Can’t be sold or bought
Just as wisdom and experience
Cannot be told or taught
Hold the fort

I rep’ the globe
Across the galaxies
And find the state of Earth
And it’s inhabitants embarrassing

We all human
Skip the arrogant comparisons
We won’t be here
Another hundred years

The rate we’re ravaging
My words stab and sting
Feel it in your abdomen
I’m strollin’ through your mental

And casually grabbin’ things
A just ruler in a land
Of would be savage kings
We damaging…

Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies

It’s a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth’s soil

From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies
Guaranteed to hit hard spit bars

Each to blaze ya’
Mr. Malique rappin’ for East Malaysia
I come from a land
Where everybody eats rice

And all the people speak nice
And tourists get a Rolex
At a cheap price
Pretty kites at beach sites

That make you breathe right
In some cities
Students still collide
To keep they peeps rights

We hostin’ different ghettos
Different sounds each night
No drive by’s in caddies
Clocking marks

Up on the east side
No kids with 40’s
Shootin’ dices under street lights
And buck guns

Here thugs swingin’ samurais
In street fights
But buck a where I resides
As long as the beat’s nice

I keep my rhymes precise
And when it recites
It makes you
Wanna peep twice

Impressin’ each type
In each tribe
From jail to kids in Yale
To tribal Indians

Blowin’ peace pipes
And buck the cheap hype
Your metaphors are re-writes
Your style is like tryin’

Your granny panties on
Could never be tight
The type that chicks like
Dudes wanna be like

And while you jerkin’ offa free sites
I’m doin’ three dykes, uuh
Yeah, I’m a Malay kid
And no

You not mistaken
The type a A&R will tell Dre
“You gotta take him!”
Some haters plottin’

To cut my hands off
So they could shake ’em
Malaysia representin’
Peace assalamualaikum

Chorus (2x)
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC’s bring the delicacies

It’s a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth’s soil
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