Under The Sun
Godfathers Of Threatt/Terminator X Lyrics

Da-dumb, da-dumb, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Intro: The arrival of people from under the sun is imminent as represented by the da-dumb sound.

Wa-dumb, da-dumb, here comes the peoples from under the sun
Intro: The arrival of people from under the sun is imminent as represented by the wa-dumb sound.

All of that fuss was as my raps crushed
Verse One: My words had great impact as my songs left no stone unturned.

niggaz to slush I bust rhymes to Ice like Just
Verse One: I crumble everything in my path, and the result is cool like ice. Similar to the legendary Just Ice.

I spark thoughts, I get Biz to go off and
Verse One: I ignite people's brains and inspire Biz Markie to go off.

smoke rappers, who can't blow up July 4th
Verse One: I'm the reason rappers get smoked, especially those who are not explosive like July 4th fireworks.

Jam, it runs in the fam when I slam
Verse One: Jamming is an inherent skill in my family, and I'm adept at slamming rhymes.

Shaq-Attack, I Ja-pan like Ro-dan
Verse One: I attack with power similar to basketball great Shaquille O'Neal, and I rise as high as the legendary Ja-panese monster Ro-dan.

I rip sets and wreck and get lifted like a gym set
Verse One: I destroy and cause havoc while getting pumped and jacked like a gym set.

Hit the deck, I get more milk than Wheat Chex
Verse One: I go hard and strong, topping up on milk like Wheat Chex cereal.

Who am I? Joe Sinistr, come on down now
Verse One: I am Joe Sinistr, known to all, and always ready to showcase my skills.

Ron but I G, when I rock like Me Phi
Verse One: I rock hard like Ron G and Me Phi, indicative of my diverse talents.

Fire drill, I burn rappers like Marshall Bill
Verse One: Just like a fire drill, I burn down rappers, a feat that only Marshall Bill can compare.

Licensed to Ill, my crew gets fresh like Chill Will
Verse One: My crew is on another level when it comes to freshness, similar to the legendary Chill Will. We are professional like in the 'Licensed to Ill' album.

I'm shit hot, I drop like sex in my 'plex
Verse One: I'm on fire, and everything I do is as hot as steamy sex, even in my complex.

I'm in deep some say it's similar to Loch Ness
Verse One: I'm diving deep into the depths of my art, just like the legendary Loch Ness Monster.

When I draw with my funk niggaz from the Yard
Verse One: When I rap with my funky crew from the Yard, we put on impeccable performances.

They hit em hard, so EN GUARDE!!
Verse One: We hit our rhymes hard, leaving no chance for our opponents to recover; they best be guarding themselves.

The Big Bang, my dick hangs like Klu Klux
Verse Two: I'm a force to be reckoned with that started with a big bang. And to top it off, my manhood is as majestic as a Klux.

I'm too much, I rap sick like... niggaz with the lupus
Verse Two: I'm way too much to handle when it comes to my lyrical content, just like the discomfort that comes with lupus.

I got wears to the gears looka here
Verse Two: I'm well suited for the job, and my gears speak for themselves.

I got more skills than, Cheers have beers
Verse Two: I have an abundance of skills, more than the number of beers served in the Cheers bar.

I shoot bop pops, we call his cough drops
Verse Two: My style of rap is highly addictive, just like how we refer to certain drugs as cough drops.

It's Tojo, some say I'm more evil than the walla
Verse Two: My name is Tojo, and some people suspect that I am more evil than the Walla (the first demons who were created).

I start fume, my rap packs more than carpools
Verse Two: My rap is explosive, and it carries more individuals than carpools.

I crack heads, like the Dead when they spark fools
Verse Two: I destroy heads like the Grateful Dead did to minds with their psychedelic music.

Cough in the record, nasty foul like Patti Austin
Verse Two: I breathe life into the microphone, and the result is outstanding like Patti Austin's vocals. However, it's more of a dirty vibe.

want to be startin, I lose more kids than the
Verse Two: I'm a starter, and sometimes I lose count like Michael Jackson when it comes to his children numbers.

orphan-G from straight up like, if you want beef
Verse Two: I am the mighty Orphan-G, coming straight up. If you want problems or drama, bring it on.

I socks punks and wreck it from the jump like fair beats
Verse Two: I punch anyone who challenges me and come out victorious, just like in a fair beats competition.

Beats, instant replay
Verse Two: I excel in making beats, and it's something people wish to rewind over and over.

I got Flavor like the Units who led, Mr. DJ
Verse Two: I have a distinct flavor in my music, just like the Units who led the hit song Mr. DJ.

Who split the loose ends, Off and On like Trendz
Verse Two: I'm the architect that divided the mediocre from the skilled, like in the song Loose Ends. My flow and precision are still trending.

My rap bends, my god, kids, how I accent!!
Verse Two: My lyrics are flexible, and I add unique touches to every performance; it's godly.

Hellelllell yeahhh I get, more Fresh than Bel-Air
Verse Three: I'm so fly, people with wealth in Bel-Air can't compete with my freshness.

My rap triggers, that pack more niggaz then welfare
Verse Three: The rhythmic patterns I create attracts a hoard of people that can't be compared to those on welfare.

I got Speech, a-aight, I hit the temple I rock chrome
Verse Three: My rhyming skills are on another level, I strike the heart and leave an impression. Plus, my weapon of choice is a microphone.

Some say I'm not home like Mr. Wendal
Verse Three: Some say I'm distant and inaccessible like in the Mr. Wendal song.

My nine's gonna bring you more drama than Tawana
Verse Three: My rhymes carry more weight than Tawana Brawley's false accusation that brought confusion and turmoil.

My rap blast'll run through more track than Jack Horner
Verse Three: My rhymes destroy everything in my path, like how Jack Horner runs through tracks.

Joe struck the puff, more Mighty than the Duck
Verse Three: I have smoked marijuana in the past and have emerged stronger than both Donald and his alter ego, the Mighty Duck.

to get props, when I Wreck Shop like A-Plus
Verse Three: People recognize my talent when I showcase my skills, just like A-Plus's character in the hit song Wreck Shop.

'cause that's how I feel, I'm real, let's not deal
Verse Three: I express myself according to how I feel, I'm genuine, and there's no need to fake or pretend.

But I shoot em up, to slang on pop steals
Verse Three: Nevertheless, I won't relent on destroying opposition and I'll slang on hot beats.

I kick diction, I'm more hot than Hell's Kitchen
Verse Three: My flow and delivery are impeccable, superior to the fire in Hell's Kitchen.

Gates, The Man Without Face like Mel Gibson
Verse Three: I'm like an enigma, and people can't quite comprehend me, like Mel Gibson's character, the Man Without a Face.

Weed fair, hit the Phillies lit I rap like a grip
Verse Three: I smoke weed openly, hitting Phillies and performing at the highest level.

so rough, I gets it up for that chilly bitch
Verse Three: I'm rough and tough in my music, taking on any challenge. I'm devoted to my craft to even go to bed with my clothes on, hence my chilly bitch.

My style rips reals, here's the deal
Verse Three: I have the ability to crush opposition with relative ease in a style that's uniquely mine.

Get out or, get killed like a fuckin soldier in Israel BITCH!!
Verse Three: Leave me alone, or face the consequences. I'll take you out like a soldier in Israel. A warning and insult to those who try to cross me.