1. Teflon (born Linwood Starli… Read Full Bio ↴There are two rappers with this name.
1. Teflon (born Linwood Starling) is a rapper from Brooklyn, New York. A protege of hip-hop legend DJ Premier he is most famous for his collaborations with the Brownsville band M.O.P where he had a part in their 2000 song Ante Up
His only solo effort came in 1997 where he released an album entitled My Will, an album that took a few weeks to complete.
In 2006 he will have an album out called Contraband, his first studio release since My Will in 1997. It is set to feature M.O.P and is being produced by DJ Premier.
2. Teflon is a rapper from Memphis, Tennessee. He released his debut and only album in 1995, titled "Westwood Click", which features multiple members of the Memphis "Children of the Corn" group. Teflon made what was most likely his debut song appearance when he appeared on Children of the Corn's debut album "The Single", on the final track titled "Suffer / Tell Me What It Is"
My Planet
Teflon Lyrics
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Turn me on - let the bomb drop from Comstock to Oakland
Keepin it potent (Teflon) hand 'em and leave 'em soakin
I'll excite you, no tellin what this rap disciple might do
Fire from my Desert Eagle, spark is light blue
Action, it's the black rap "Fatal Attraction"
Off the wall, back up off this mic, you can't get jack son
Rep on every coast and keep the streets overdosin
No con see, my entrepeneurs got the sewers locked
I do your block, at "5 O'Clock," +Nonchalantly+
Hi-tech styles, break the x-file, co-projectile
In half, fatal paragraphs from the next child
I flex this ambidextrous style, inject this dope
Up in the mic makin the blood type infectious
Respect this, I'm well amongst the nicest, precisest
Kid y'all niggaz couldn't follow with trackin devices
Yo I know a hundred brothers wondered what I come with
be the real, bomb shit you feel in the pit of your stomach
Exact with my tactics, shit pack blue steel
Rap with a tamper-proof seal so niggaz can't tap it
Kid, it be the hell-raisin gun-blazin whacked out the rain
Young blood all the ghetto Dunns be praisin
Teflon, the next Don they say
With Grade A quality raw raps, dope that ain't been stepped on
(Chorus: repeat 2X)
Hey yo Tef! (what?) Show these motherfuckers where we at!
From B-Ville to Beverly Hills, we keep it fat
From way down in Texas to Kansas
I got this, I lock this, fuck that, this is my planet
(Teflon)
Fuck the nonsense, I been the bomb since niggaz was playin skelly
I put one in your belly, and leave my palm prints on the biscuit
Fuck these niggaz actin like they live shit
Dunn these niggaz ain't bustin no guns, son they misfits
Strapped with, my M.O.P. rapid fire squad
Ready to try your card cause we don't buy that hard image you practice
Let the record reflect, these raw deal niggaz
call real shotblock, make the Hilltop hot, we draw steel
Without a shadow of a doubt, I blow somethin
Push my gun in silly fake Willies that's holdin dough, frontin
We on the frontline, come get it if you want mine
Hilltop Strangler, hang in the car, when it's crunch time
Somebody school these clowns on how we get down
Blast my sounds while passin through international ground
Yo, we represent the ghetto youth
Drinkin 151 proof, shit slangin metal with my fellow troops
I'm still up on the map for those who thought I was slackin
I'm too real, packin blue steel, makin it happen
That's why they come from all over to see me
My cranium expose high levels of titanium when mics are near me
Or could it be my clinically deranged, insane bring the pain style
that have these niggaz actin timidly
If reality, if you beef me with my cattle G
Then fuck a son bring on your guns and your cavalry
(Chorus) - 2X
In the song "My Planet" by Teflon, the rapper talks about his skills as a rap disciple and his possession of deadly weapons. He warns his foes not to mess with him as he can single-handedly take them all on. The lyrics are filled with metaphors and references to action movies, making it seem like Teflon is a character from a film. He boasts about his reputation as a rapper, and how he is respected on every coast. Teflon also showcases his ambidextrous style, injecting dope verses into the microphone and making his blood type infectious. In the chorus, he asks his fellow rapper to show the motherfuckers where they are at.
The lyrics also talk about Teflon's love for his planet. He is proud to represent the ghetto youth, drinking 151 proof and slangin' metal with his fellow troops. He is always up on the map, and his cranium exposes high levels of titanium when mics are near. The rapper is clinically deranged and has an insane bring-the-pain style that makes his enemies act timidly. He challenges those who beef with him to bring on their guns and cavalry because he is not afraid to take them on. In conclusion, "My Planet" is a song that glorifies hip-hop as a way of life and promotes Teflon's unique style of rapping.
Line by Line Meaning
Turn me on - let the bomb drop from Comstock to Oakland
Get me hyped up and ready to go, I'll bring the heat from Comstock to Oakland
Keepin it potent (Teflon) hand 'em and leave 'em soakin
My rhymes are strong and impactful, I'll leave my audience stunned and wanting more
I'll excite you, no tellin what this rap disciple might do
I'll bring an unpredictable energy to my performance that will leave you on the edge of your seat
Fire from my Desert Eagle, spark is light blue
My rhymes hit hard like a shot from a Desert Eagle, leaving a trail of blue sparks in their wake
Action, it's the black rap Fatal Attraction
My music is an intense force of attraction that draws listeners in and leaves them captivated
Off the wall, back up off this mic, you can't get jack son
I'm confident in my ability to dominate the stage and won't let anyone else steal the spotlight from me
Rep on every coast and keep the streets overdosin
I have fans all over the country and my music has a powerful impact on the streets
Skeet off when I jack on tracks without the lotion
I'm able to produce high-quality rhymes without any extra help or gimmicks
No con see, my entrepeneurs got the sewers locked
I have powerful connections in the criminal underworld that make me untouchable
I do your block, at 5 O'Clock, Nonchalantly
I have the power to take over any neighborhood I choose, without anyone even noticing
Hi-tech styles, break the x-file, co-projectile
My rhymes are ahead of their time and are capable of breaking boundaries and expectations
In half, fatal paragraphs from the next child
My rhymes are deadly and can easily destroy anyone foolish enough to challenge me
I flex this ambidextrous style, inject this dope
My rhymes come from both sides of my brain, combining to create a powerful and addictive sound
Up in the mic makin the blood type infectious
My music has a contagious quality that is impossible to resist
Respect this, I'm well amongst the nicest, precisest
I demand respect for my unparalleled rhyming ability, which is unmatched by anyone else
Kid y'all niggaz couldn't follow with trackin devices
My rhymes are too complex and difficult for anyone to imitate or replicate, even with advanced technology
Yo I know a hundred brothers wondered what I come with
Many people are curious about my unique style and what I have to offer
be the real, bomb shit you feel in the pit of your stomach
My music is genuine and powerful, stirring up intense emotions within the listener
Exact with my tactics, shit pack blue steel
I'm precise and calculated in my approach to music, wielding rhymes as sharp and deadly as a blue steel weapon
Rap with a tamper-proof seal so niggaz can't tap it
My rhymes are protected and secure, impossible for anyone to tamper with
Kid, it be the hell-raisin gun-blazin whacked out the rain
My music is wild and chaotic, like a gunslinging outlaw causing chaos in a storm
Young blood all the ghetto Dunns be praisin
I have a loyal following of young people from the ghetto who admire and support me
Teflon, the next Don they say
People are calling me the next boss of the rap game, with power and influence to rival the mafia Don
With Grade A quality raw raps, dope that ain't been stepped on
My rhymes are original and uncut, a pure and potent form of musical expression
Hey yo Tef! (what?) Show these motherfuckers where we at!
My fans are calling on me to assert my dominance over anyone who challenges me
From B-Ville to Beverly Hills, we keep it fat
My music has a wide reach, appealing to people from all walks of life and all corners of the world
From way down in Texas to Kansas
My music has a strong presence in both Texas and Kansas, showing that it transcends regional boundaries
I got this, I lock this, fuck that, this is my planet
I'm in control of my music and my life, and won't let anyone else claim ownership over my success
Fuck the nonsense, I been the bomb since niggaz was playin skelly
I won't tolerate any distractions or foolishness, because I've been on top of the rap game for years
I put one in your belly, and leave my palm prints on the biscuit
I'm not afraid to use violence to defend my position, leaving a deadly mark on anyone who tries to take me down
Fuck these niggaz actin like they live shit
I won't tolerate anyone who pretends to be something they're not, especially when it comes to living a dangerous lifestyle
Dunn these niggaz ain't bustin no guns, son they misfits
I can tell when someone is faking it, and I won't hesitate to call them out for being a weak poser
Strapped with, my M.O.P. rapid fire squad
I have a team of talented performers behind me, ready to unleash a barrage of rhymes at a moment's notice
Ready to try your card cause we don't buy that hard image you practice
I'm not impressed by anyone who tries to put on a tough facade, because I know it's just an act
Let the record reflect, these raw deal niggaz
I want it to be known that I only associate with real, authentic people who live and breathe what they rap about
call real shotblock, make the Hilltop hot, we draw steel
My crew is known for our ability to take action, and we won't hesitate to use violence to defend our reputation
Without a shadow of a doubt, I blow somethin
I'm absolutely confident in my ability to cause chaos and destruction, and I'm not afraid to use my power
Push my gun in silly fake Willies that's holdin dough, frontin
I won't hesitate to confront and intimidate anyone who I believe to be a fake and a phony, especially if they're trying to act richer or more powerful than they really are
We on the frontline, come get it if you want mine
My crew is always on the front lines of the rap game, ready to defend our position against anyone who tries to challenge us
Hilltop Strangler, hang in the car, when it's crunch time
I have a reputation as a dangerous and ruthless killer, ready to strike at any moment when the stakes are high
Somebody school these clowns on how we get down
I want to show anyone who doubts us just how deadly and powerful we really are
Blast my sounds while passin through international ground
My music is capable of crossing international borders, showing that it has a universal appeal
Yo, we represent the ghetto youth
My music speaks to and represents the struggles and experiences of young people from poor neighborhoods
Drinkin 151 proof, shit slangin metal with my fellow troops
We're always ready to celebrate and have a good time, but we're also dangerous and deadly when it counts
I'm still up on the map for those who thought I was slackin
I'm still a powerful force in the rap game, despite any rumors or doubts that may have circulated about me
I'm too real, packin blue steel, makin it happen
I'm authentic and genuine, and my rhymes pack a deadly punch that can't be denied
That's why they come from all over to see me
My fans come from far and wide to experience the incredible energy and power of my live performances
My cranium expose high levels of titanium when mics are near me
My mind and my rhymes are unbreakable and indestructible, like titanium
Or could it be my clinically deranged, insane bring the pain style
Maybe my rhyming ability comes from a place of insanity and madness, resulting in an intense and painful listening experience
that have these niggaz actin timidly
My rhymes can intimidate even the toughest and most fearless rappers
If reality, if you beef me with my cattle G
If anyone tries to challenge me or my crew, they'll have to deal with the full strength of my powerful and ruthless allies
Then fuck a son bring on your guns and your cavalry
I'm not afraid of anyone, no matter how many guns and allies they have. I'm ready to face any challenge that comes my way
Contributed by Arianna N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Trejos Mata
This is true hip-hop
Víctor Hernández
Thanks man for phost this Dwelling about so many melancholic reminiscences
WassupWassup
teflon underrated as fuck, 413 views whaaat!!
WassupWassup
So uderrated! About 100 views are from me