"Around The Block" lyrics

[Phantom:]
Check it out y'all

Uh! Phantom come alive in the night time
I spit freestyle, I don't have to write rhymes
Flow unrehearsed, I spit a killer verse
When it comes to your rhymes, eh, they're the worst

Your flow's sloppy
Punchlines? Brush 'em off me
Yeah I'm so cocky
No way you could stop me
Swag through the roof
Believe that's the truth
How'd I know that?
Yo, I'm living proof

I just do what I do when I'm in the booth
I've got a finer chick, hotter whip, sicker crew
Oh! You just got lyrically smacked
Better think twice before you try to clap back

(Oh...) What?

[Rev:]
Yo! Why you gotta get up in my face like an airbag
Dude your breath's bad
You need to step back
In fact forget that
You need some gum, Jack

Plus a stylist 'cause you got no swag
DJ say you're wa-wa-wa-wack
You wouldn't have rhymes if you stole my notepad
And you can quote that, put it on a blog
So everyone can read it
I've never been defeated

Freestylin' is a competition sport
And Rev is king, why's this fool on my court?
It's not a battle, it's more like a roast
Grab a white sheet, I'll turn Phantom to a ghost
And it's like that, one time for your mind
Revelation with the rhymes