[Lyric] Euphony You Phony (N-Light-N)

[Intro: Sample]
The official Tee Production beat riders

[Verse 1: N-Light-N/Son of Light]
It's just the way that I form
Keeping shit warm inside a storm
Rappers today are fables like unicorns
Unstable, like people in uniforms
The mic chord be umbilical like I was newborn
Fuck your heart, your shit wasn't right from the start
I depart, embark on this journey
Supreme weaver of rhymes like Sigourney
You try to burn me with punk flames
Well now you're learning
There is no path to my center
My mental combat instrumentals destroy the simple
I'm on top of this like Acropolis ain't no stopping this
Your styles balloon and I'm popping it
And when I'm through Tommy Tee be rocking it
Twist your style we be mocking it before we dropping it
You best to whipe me out before I whipe you up
I bite through rappers with low iqs
It's '97 and we still shine right through
With T.P. award winning novels
Better stick to writing haikus
[Bridge: N-Light-N/Son of Light]
We make the world turn
We make the sun burn
The naturals we be the livest yo
It ain't no concern

[Verse 2: N-Light-N/Son of Light]
I keep it hot on the tundra
Sharp skilled boy wonder
Steal your ship when I loot and plunder
Undertaker, thunder
I break you in half
Make you forget more than your wallet in Segundo
These rap cats know I got the golden shit
Drop your mic cause you really shouldn't be holding it
Our types of shit be happening we like emerges
Dragonheart rappers in distress like virgins
The kid with the braveheart gift
Attack you with lyrics from the graveyard ship
The takeover yo we planned it
So make way for the offical Tee Productions beat bandits

[Bridge: N-Light-N/Son of Light]

[Verse 3: N-Light-N/Son of Light]
I'm mic generated, talently liberated
Univerally situated
I walk the narrow path of licking pass to the press
Night time sharp like crescents be the essence
Raw formula wildlife elements cause a storm in ya
Bright sun when I'm warming ya
I gave an eye for the wis' like Odin
Warm lord like Rodin
Mythological descriptions lyrically uploading
Suckers snap like Kodak when I act like cojack
What you do is rap mockery, try stopping T.P
Dissapear gradually cause you're flopping this
T.P. apocalypse, track shocking this
Steve Green mockalist the vocalist
Creativity bottomless
Rappers are topless and candy like chocolates
I rock this from here 'till infini'
Rapper's in me locked down with the Trini
God leads my steps in the night
In the beginning there was darkness then came the light