Back At It Again - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Median]

M-Phazes, good gracious

Yo, this is great iddish

Ridin' so hard that I ain't gotta say spiddih

You could be a stutterin' lame and flame this

(Freaky-um!) Freak slang, it's a game and I'm gettin'

(To uh...) Tickle and pick from just playin' wit it

Visualise a niggy gettin' straight to the biz

(Irri) Straight to the business, down to the nitty gritty

Positioning my page to rename the script

(Writit) Remain the scripture with King James vision

Start 'em own thang, no complaints when he did it

Median the riddler, jeweller of the gems

He and Kool Kenny the stars, straight spirited

There oncе was a general who embracеd the general

Who came to his label and they made a great pyramid

(Buildin') The fly triangular experiment

Rebirth of Slick, king shit, Merry Christmas

[Verse 2: Kenn Starr]

We very gifted, I'm thinkin' that was a given

We givin' y'all a gift, the rhythm ripped through the ribbon

It's Median, me, [Suede, Cheeba] who be missin'

Immediately, we gettin' played in your system

In need of Relief, so let's give 'em a small dosage

My haters playin' the sideline like all coaches

While they waitin' to ride pine, we find time

To fine tune these fine tunes

It's a fine line between mediocre and dopeness

So I chose to record this

Until I'm in the top 5 like Oprah on the Forbes list

Until I get my weight up like Oprah on a forklift

Competition get ate up like okra on some pork ribs

It's all for you should forfeit

The League in NC, Low-B in MD

What that mean? Nigga, more hits!

So bare witness to excellence in the making

We creatin' a livin' testament to the word 'Greatness'

[Hook: M-Phazes]

It's Starr Status, way beyond average

The future of this rap shit

(You wack, kid) So fall back, bitch

Halftooth, Phazed Out beats, so take a look around

Kenn, Phaze and Median, we here to put it down like...

Incredible, lyrical and original

Back at it again

Real MCs

Comin' through in the boombox

You think you nice as me (Yeah right!)

Bitch, get off my dick

[Verse 3: Kenn Starr]

(Fire) Rap flow, spit it

(Acquire) Cash flow, get it

(Attire) Baggy jeans, hat low, [?] fitted

(Keep a) Low profile in the back row [?]

(Know I) Won't slow down, no gimmicks resentin' my whole image

(I'm a) Backpack rapper

(That's a) Label that I got 'cause I ain't a gat clapper

Just because I won't click-clack and pap-pap ya

Doesn't mean you can't get smacked and slapped backwards

(Rap bastards) You cats actors

(Wack rappers) Tryna be tough

Tryna keep up, you collapse and catch asthma

Figure that you iller, doesn't that seem backwards?

Until you get the picture like a flatscreen plasma

(It's a wrap) It's a fact, son, seekin; platinum

Reach the top, I refuse to go pop like broke cap guns

(Understand) We got some inherited fam that blend in like a tan

Rubberband buryin' sand

[Verse 4: Median]

The picture you just inflicted is nefarious, fam

The vision is even bigger than the bearings of the man

The fans applaudin' it, they say it's very advanced

As far as the phony fraudulent, we buryin' they plans

(Stiggy) Stupid McNupids, confused from the union

Ponder my politics, bitch, this is a movement

Watch in astonishment, these niggas got a groove here

Monkey see the iddish, get hip and try to do it

(Ha-ha!) Look at you now, we off to some newness

[Camp Lo], Kenn Starr and Median's the future

Predicted in the present, by the time you hear it

We'll prolly off somewhere makin' moves again

With the tools to win, like Hendrix in this here

Hip-hop stars the new Rock, you ever been Experienced?

The Path was a dosage, they'll be back again

Just spark the Relief and watch 'em fiend for the iddish