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Standard op, op, op, standard operation, op, op, operation
Check, check, check, check, check it out
Standard op, op, op, standard operation
Yo, turn on the mic, let it warm up for just a little bit
Little kids run up like, like Phill, you rockin' the illest shit
I tell them, Mr. Phill, hows you should be addressing me
Take that as a lesson before you find yourself in jeopardy
When I come at you brandishing intelligent weaponary
Knock you out if you stop it, I drop the referee
That goes for any other S.O.B. thinking about testing me
Cook them man and I don't need that book with the recipe
You are now rockin' with the most
Classic like Grand Puba, Maxwell, rockin' your bows
Reaction if you're steppin' to me, chop off your toes
Metaphorically speaking, of course
The beat is spaghetti, rhyme is the sauce
Sprinkle on parmesan, a few rappers made it
Most ain't eatin' like Ramadan
Remain calm, I drop bombs on Babylon
If you sayin' I ain't the dopest, you probably wrong
Matter of fact, you're probably out of your mind
Because the dopest record you heard today is probably mine
Wax and polish, whatever, I spit shine
No rhyme or kind, what you find inside my mind is a diamond mine
That's the reason I drop gems and jewels
The first name Phil spelled it with two L's
The rapper who the illest ain't necessarily the same rapper who sells
But I do well in rap duels
Standard operation, check it out
Standard operation, check it out
Standard operation
Second verse, I immerse myself into it
Doper than a spliff dipped in embalming fluid
Rejuvenate too late for you to get lit when I illuminate
As all my accolades soon accumulate
Philly Phil, I'm bringin' that wind chill
But I still hype it up and give energy like a windmill
I think I put the virus in ink, that's why the pen ill
But just as sick when I'm writin' the rhyme in pencil
Not rich, but situation switch