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Pharcyde
The Pharcyde Lyrics


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"None of that's true"
We do it not you
That' why I got you
Stuck on
To my style like glue!
The crew
Definitely is back again
But I'm back to win
So just tell a friend
That I'm still
Twisting and bending
Minds and rhymes until the very end
With the rhymes
And the loops
Stomping out wack troops
In my big black boots
Collecting respect and the loot!
From the way I grab the microphone
And execute, "iahp's" think I'm cute

(Say what?)
Yo man, I pay them no
Attention I stay deep into
The cut cause I leave the
Tricks alone cause my name
Is not David Copper-Filled
Pockets, never net a man
Who don't hate it
So let it be stated
Niggas couldn't fade it with an
Edit
And Xerox M.C.'s
Are pathetic, they tryin' to
Duplicate but their comin'
Out synthetic
The name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
We do it this way
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
We do it this way

I step toward the MIC grinnin'
The lyrical imperial award winnin'
Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it
Because my shit be poppin'
Like gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose
When I'm droppin' these rhymes on drums
Like my nigga Def Jef
My style is more unknown than what happens after death
I come fresh like your breath after your brush
Wack MC's like that orange soda got crushed

Well it's apparent that many
Are so transparent you
Can't believe ya eyes when
Ya starin it's ghostly and
Mostly the wise who
Yeah they just run these games
Before ya eyes to tell you
Lies framed in gold glitter
For many moons I've been a go getter
took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters
Now them muthafuckas ain't wit us to get us
M-walk shake the cut through their neuro-transmitter

Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
We do it this way
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
We do it this way
We do it this way

You must respect me
Because I come directly from my internal
While my eternal
Infernos steadily towering
And over-powering
All sour sounding wishin' wishy-washy
Competition
Definitely wack and lackin'
And stable ammunition
Change ya mission
Men and listen
My way your salutations
Get no validations
Just rejections and ejections
Outta my Hitachi

Come on and taste the real
Step on inside and confide
In the feel I reside
By steel waters just a gear
On the wheel no fear on
The steel just a son of Jiva
Who won't leave my field

Overall Meaning

In the song "Pharcyde" by The Pharcyde, the lyrics encourage listeners to recognize that the crew is back again and still has their unique style intact. They clearly state that none of the rumors about the group are true, and that they continue to make music that gathers respect and money. The verses primarily focus on the creative lyrical abilities of the members, boasting about their skill and highlighting their unique rhyming methods. Each member steps up to the microphone with confidence and delivers rhymes that stand out from contemporary rap music.


The lyrics also seem to assert a lack of concern about trends and imitation in the music industry, as the Pharcyde believes that their style is original and can't be replicated by "phony MCs." They aren't trying to appeal to the masses with their music, but rather stay true to themselves and their style, which they believe is authentic and fresh.


Overall, the song "Pharcyde" represents the Pharcyde's confidence in their music and their individual talents, as well as their desire to preserve their unique style despite the pressures to conform to popular trends.


Line by Line Meaning

None of that's true
The rumors about us are false.


We do it not you
We are the ones making the music, not anyone else.


That' why I got you
That's why you're listening to us.


Stuck on
Our sound is captivating to you.


To my style like glue!
Our style is unique and memorable, sticking with you.


The crew
Our group, The Pharcyde.


Definitely is back again
We're back and better than ever.


But I'm back to win
I'm here to succeed and come out on top.


So just tell a friend
Spread the word about us and our music to others.


That I'm still
I'm still making music and rhyming.


Twisting and bending
My lyrics are complex and creative.


Minds and rhymes until the very end
I'll keep pushing the boundaries of what's possible in music and lyrics until the end of my career.


With the rhymes
With our clever lyrics.


And the loops
And our carefully crafted beats.


Stomping out wack troops
We're taking out all the sub-par artists.


In my big black boots
We're doing it with confidence and style.


Collecting respect and the loot!
Our music earns us both respect and money.


From the way I grab the microphone
From the way I hold and control the mic.


And execute, "iahp's" think I'm cute
My execution and delivery of my rap lyrics is impressive and well-liked.


(Say what?)
What did you say?


Yo man, I pay them no
I don't listen to the haters.


Attention I stay deep into
Instead, I focus on improving my music.


The cut cause I leave the
I focus on creating original and unique material.


Tricks alone cause my name
I don't use gimmicks or tricks in my music because that's not my style or persona.


Is not David Copper-Filled
My identity is not defined by wealth or status.


Pockets, never net a man
Money doesn't define a person's worth or talent.


Who don't hate it
It doesn't matter if people hate me or my music, it won't change what I'm doing.


So let it be stated
This is my stance and I won't change it.


Niggas couldn't fade it with an
No one could compete with our music.


Edit


And Xerox M.C.'s
Other rappers who copy what's been done before.


Are pathetic, they tryin' to
They lack originality.


Duplicate but their comin'
Copying, but their imitations are poor.


Out synthetic
Their copies are artificial and fake sounding.


The name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it
I am Bootie Brown and these imitators can stop trying to be like me because they'll never achieve the same level of success.


Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre
The names of the members of the group, The Pharcyde.


We do it this way
This is our style and sound.


I step toward the MIC grinnin'
I confidently approach the microphone with a smile.


The lyrical imperial award winnin'
My lyrics are powerful and impressive, earning me recognition and awards.


Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it
My rhymes are sharp and effective, like a balloon that immediately deflates after being punctured by a pin.


Because my shit be poppin'
Because my music is popular and well-received.


Like gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose
Like the alcoholic drink gin and juice, my music is enticing and gets people excited.


When I'm droppin' these rhymes on drums
When I'm rapping over the beats.


Like my nigga Def Jef
Like fellow rapper Def Jef.


My style is more unknown than what happens after death
My style is unique and unpredictable, like the unknowns that follow after death.


I come fresh like your breath after your brush
I come with new and original material, like the fresh breath you have after brushing your teeth.


Wack MC's like that orange soda got crushed
Bad rappers are quickly discarded and forgotten, like an unopened can of orange soda that's thrown away.


Well it's apparent that many
It's obvious that many people are trying to imitate us.


Are so transparent you
They're so obvious in their attempts to copy us that it's laughable.


Can't believe ya eyes when
You won't believe what you see or hear when you encounter these imitators.


Ya starin it's ghostly and
It's spooky and unsettling to witness.


Mostly the wise who
The experienced and knowledgeable people understand this.


Yeah they just run these games
These people just try to copy what's popular and successful.


Before ya eyes to tell you
They do it in plain view, trying to prove themselves to others.


Lies framed in gold glitter
They package up their lies to make them look more attractive and desirable than they actually are.


For many moons I've been a go getter
I've been working hard and achieving success for a long time.


took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters
I've had to deal with a lot of lies and manipulations from people who are only interested in their own success.


Now them muthafuckas ain't wit us to get us
Those same people aren't included in our group or part of our success anymore.


M-walk shake the cut through their neuro-transmitter
We're winning and overpowering the competition.


You must respect me
I deserve respect for my talent and hard work.


Because I come directly from my internal
My music comes from within me, from my true self and feelings.


While my eternal
While my inner self is also eternal and never-changing.


Infernos steadily towering
My energy and creativity are constantly growing and becoming more powerful.


And over-powering
My music is dominating and influential in the industry.


All sour sounding wishin' wishy-washy
All the mediocre and uninspired music in the industry.


Competition
Other musicians trying to make it in the industry.


Definitely wack and lackin'
Other musicians are clearly lacking in talent and creativity.


And stable ammunition
We're well-prepared and well-armed to succeed.


Change ya mission
If you want to compete with us, you need to change your approach and aim higher.


Men and listen
Pay attention to what we're doing and learn from it.


My way your salutations
My style and approach deserve recognition and praise.


Get no validations
Others can't match the quality and impact of our music.


Just rejections and ejections
Others are dismissed and ignored because they aren't on our level.


Outta my Hitachi
Out of my music-making equipment.


Come on and taste the real
Experience our real and authentic music.


Step on inside and confide
Listen and take in what we're doing and saying.


In the feel I reside
Feel the energy and soul that I put into my music.


By steel waters just a gear
In the music industry, we're just small parts of a larger machine.


On the wheel no fear on
We're not afraid to take risks and push boundaries in our music.


The steel just a son of Jiva
Our inner selves and identities are what really drive us, rather than material possessions or success.


Who won't leave my field
I won't leave the music industry until I've succeeded to my fullest potential.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Derrick Lemel Stewart, Emandu Imani Rashaan Wilcox, Romye Robinson, Trevant Jermaine Hardson

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