1st verse: They call me Spindianna Holmes a.k.a. Phon-Xcavate battlin' Phon-X haters raiders of the lost crate I'm quick to crease a rapper's fate like a release date mic growin' outta my head recessive trait United States is my home plate where i make tapes in 1999 I made my grapes into wine spinning dry instead of mixing with an Old Fashioned no need for spoon, dash, splash, fruit mash, liquor, ice to get nice cuz then I'm crashin' alcohol's a vice, nicotene twice the vice, cocaine thrice the vice i only use the mic device to hit that home for lice rock your bonnet with a sonnet over non-familiar breaks remake fakes you're breakin' my Achy Breaky crate the "Criminal Minded" LP wasn't intended for R&B my poetic weaponry is infectious to your memory leave you breathless from the sessions of my endless energy i confess i edit set-lists, unless it's RHP cuz we're blessed with Manifest Destiny to be independently tremendous cuz our headpieces are genetically a friendship remember this, the world works through karma so if you harbor negativity don't bother it's all of the top like a barber what you heard thus far is just larva Chorus: I rock the Lip Bomb! The Phon Juan leprachon don spontaneous composition it's on! So how do you define this realm of hiphop? Stive for knowledge, feel the flow non-stop! Shred Lex seeks recompense There ain't no doubting my intelligence You oughta see the score that I got on my Mensa test Your impressiveness is minimal like your chance to be my nemesis, Beyond the RHP family the rest are second best -- Gentlemen! Read up, we hold these truths to be self evident. All men created equal in the first chapter of Genesis So hold those racial epithets and the ignorance those ideas represent. All irrelevant emcees get struck with speech impediments. I'm moving on up like them Jeffersons -- Setting precedents with radioactive urine specimens. My inseam measurements, they are identical to an elephant's -- His eminence the president has cancelled all his press events to follow developments of my freestyling experiments. Punctuate your sentences for emphasis -- Raid the villian's treasure chest and throw him off the precipice. I taught twelve apprentices the elements and also how to flow on mics till endlessness rhyme with eloquence fresh like Velamints deep like ocean sediments -- Been talkin' about stuff ever since -- Reminisce in the present tense! chorus: I rock the Lip Bomb! The Shred Lexicon headstrong spontaneous composition it's on! So how do you define this realm of hip hop? Strive for knowledge, feel the flow non-stop! 3rd verse: I'm a patient of positive affirmation my addiction is diction and i mold my own creation what i hear today is donkey navigation while I kick the poetry improvisation I'll smoke you outta my memory "you know how we do" no i don't not really "you know what I'm sayin'?" how can i when you haven't said it talk in circles and get played like the radio edit, now you sweat it all of my competitors seek flaws like editors I "da-nant da-nant" like Jaws on predators you get yours like it's heriditary think I'm talkin' shit cuz you gots no vocabulary? I'm just a putty tat tryin' to get canary I'm PeeWee Herman super-spermin' on Chairy Phon Johnson of the NY Head Vice I rip mics and they make 'em into historical sites rites of passage for those of the pasture gettin' played like movies on natural disaster master jester Uncle Fester of hiphop I hit like 2 bricks to a dick with crotch-rot When I cum like quat I'm live like stock causin' gridlock I bang like cock (kok) more Wicked than an Ewok epoch, and ya don't stop Chorus: I rock the Lip Bomb the Phon Juan leprachon don spontaneous composition it's on So how do you define this realm of hiphop? Strive for knowledge and feel the flow non-stop!

1st verse: I'm Mr. Phon-X, I've got a double mission 1 to make you dance, the other make you listen it's an intermission you can tell by the way that I'm pissin' nonfiction out my diction I'm a tickin'/ timebomb drop the rhyme and "PILE ON!" I'm still on top with the "Hi Mom!" "Hi Phon-X she responds, it's time to get the Krylon and go bombin' with your moms" I'm just kiddin'/ but I'm really just fittin' your head like a nylon/ stocking cap my rap I rock spock style raise your ears Positive hiphop raise your beers! or fists/ if you get the jist of the mission 1 to make you dance, the other make you listen I'm insistent on resistin' inhibition I came I saw I kicked rhymes cuz I'm persistant Calling all cars for assistance you best bring an ambulance for fixin' the damages with bandages whether man or wombman don't ask me where your hand is I bite the mic that feeds me Emcee apendage sandwiches I'm outlandish brandishing heads with my imagination plus articulation we're movin' foward we're movin' toward your appreciation and crowd participation Chorus: Stoppin' writers - block party ciphers back to the drawing bored with wack writers block party ciphers back to the drawing board with wack Writers Block Party Ciphers

2nd verse: I saw this chair-flower growin' n' groovin' to the music the whole table shakin' it all looked confusin' all done up eruptin' hormones I'm in the zone thinkin' of us slappin' bones that's when i roam up with confidence for all the times I've played myself it's vengeance I asked her to dance but she was way too dense dressed to kill filled up with repentence hot pants didn't understand the sentence how'd she have me hooked up to this trance? i looked up and the dance was over she missed the chance to get struck by the cobra the blast of my Nova surpassed her intellect quota philosophy fizzed like Yoda drinkin' soda but I know I'm not invincible so I Jet like Wonder Woman - invisible 2nd chorus: Hey ladies, they wanna dance tonight Give it to 'em, Give it to 'em All they ask is a chance to unite so Give it to 'em, Give it to 'em