Fantastique

(K-OS) 
Yo, uh uh uh uh uh 
This is the mission out a small time thing 
Let me tell you bout what happened when the phone went 
I was chillin' at the crib with this girl named Wise 
She was kissin' my brain, caressin' my third eye 
When the phone rang, I couldn't believe it 
Told myself to forget it, ignore it, leave it 
But just when things started goin' great 
It rang again, I said hold up, wait 
Picked up the phone, "Yeah who the hell is this?" 
Somebody said, "This is serious business 
Hip hop is dyin' it's all Darth Vader 
So pick up your mic and swing your light sabre." 
The Skywalker, the fly talker from the T-dot 
We got, beats and lyrics to get you up 
Kick in the door, wavin' my ASR 
Who got my back? In fact it's Figure Four 
I keep it raw, cross the city just like gore 
Rappers are claimin' to be hardcore 
But never no more 

(Chorus: K-OS) 
Some just lost, they floss they don't get it 
When I fall off things I'm quick to admit it 
If you love this life I know you'll get with it 
Cause all in all it's fantastique 
Some just lost, they floss they don't get it 
When I fall off things I'm quick to admit it 
If you love this life I know you'll get with it 
Cause all in all it's fantastique 

(K-OS) 
There's only two digits; zero and number one 
But some get fooled by countin' bullets in a gun 
I make a run, with that renegade Red 1 
We so close you can figure us cousins 
So step up if you want to get taxed 
Hip hop used to be black, but now it laxed 
The brick cause they mostly spit like demonology 
My psychology not dependant on pimpology 
Cause pimps just react to things, men make em happen 
This rappin' dedicated to soul clappin' 
If you got soul, than The Infinite's in control 
Stop using mine, people to legitimize 
Youself cause you raped the Earth and tell lies 
My man positive intelligent and wise 
I don't suck energy son, I energize 
This is dedicated to make it live, bring it back 

(Chorus: K-OS)