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Q. Phife - Communication Homicide Lyrics



Q. Phife - Communication Homicide Lyrics




Maestro
Phife
Shit kinda hitting though

My heart and my soul they indivisible
Steady beating and sifting thru all d'evils
Trying to reach new levels
Writing all these brand new codes
Don't care about no brand new hoes, clothes or toes anymore
I'm walking on a new plateau
But never will the Phife plateau
This growth is exponential bro
Coming at you visceral
Can you comprehend this flow
Explanations plentiful
Remember as I said before
Find knowledge that I didn't know
Increasing individuals
And Scraping all residuals
Take our our minds off death row
Rebuild our whole shit from the floor
Recreating open doors
Recruiting soldiers to promote
The positives this life can hold
Give the family a toe hold
Instead of burying they souls
Teach them that the future holds
Just as much for them as those
That tried their best to oppose.

Phife coming with a different vibe, communication homicide,
I'm pulling up and drawing dine
Can't you see the time is mine
Can't arraign me better shoot me now
And if you shoot me better put me down
Lighters up and I'm smashing all the roaches out
I said i'm smashing all the roaches out uhh

Play by play living
Hit the homies up to see if they had my ends in
The family gotta eat and these bills they need division.
Please excuse my dear aunt Sally
She taught us all the vision
She sat on the porch
But we hopped off
Might shoot ya rocky top right off
These cocky niggas tax write offs
No flexin no Cappin just more green to count with
I practice my counting
Might need an accountant
This business astounding
Add some interest and compound it
Building up a money mountain
Then fire my accountant and pay my kids to count it
That's what you call accounted for
You broke whores don't want war
Its off with ya heads
You tried to call the Feds
But I paid them up that bread
So now you're f*cking dead uhhh

Phife coming with a different vibe communication homicide
I'm pulling up and drawing dine
Can't you see the time is mine
Can't arraign me better shoot me now
And if you shoot me better put me down
Lighters up and I'm smashing all the roaches out
I said i'm smashing all the roaches out uhh
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Maestro
Phife
Shit kinda hitting though

My heart and my soul they indivisible
Steady beating and sifting thru all d'evils
Trying to reach new levels
Writing all these brand new codes
Don't care about no brand new hoes, clothes or toes anymore
I'm walking on a new plateau
But never will the Phife plateau
This growth is exponential bro
Coming at you visceral
Can you comprehend this flow
Explanations plentiful
Remember as I said before
Find knowledge that I didn't know
Increasing individuals
And Scraping all residuals
Take our our minds off death row
Rebuild our whole shit from the floor
Recreating open doors
Recruiting soldiers to promote
The positives this life can hold
Give the family a toe hold
Instead of burying they souls
Teach them that the future holds
Just as much for them as those
That tried their best to oppose.

Phife coming with a different vibe, communication homicide,
I'm pulling up and drawing dine
Can't you see the time is mine
Can't arraign me better shoot me now
And if you shoot me better put me down
Lighters up and I'm smashing all the roaches out
I said i'm smashing all the roaches out uhh

Play by play living
Hit the homies up to see if they had my ends in
The family gotta eat and these bills they need division.
Please excuse my dear aunt Sally
She taught us all the vision
She sat on the porch
But we hopped off
Might shoot ya rocky top right off
These cocky niggas tax write offs
No flexin no Cappin just more green to count with
I practice my counting
Might need an accountant
This business astounding
Add some interest and compound it
Building up a money mountain
Then fire my accountant and pay my kids to count it
That's what you call accounted for
You broke whores don't want war
Its off with ya heads
You tried to call the Feds
But I paid them up that bread
So now you're f*cking dead uhhh

Phife coming with a different vibe communication homicide
I'm pulling up and drawing dine
Can't you see the time is mine
Can't arraign me better shoot me now
And if you shoot me better put me down
Lighters up and I'm smashing all the roaches out
I said i'm smashing all the roaches out uhh
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Writer: Quinton Phifer
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Written by: Quinton Phifer

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