For Any Of You Little Cowards & Passive-Aggressive Punk Asses Who Can't Man Up To Situations & Say What The F*** You Need To Say Especially When You Need To Say It.
speak up
cowardly
duplicity
say it or dont
vilent virtues
spit it out
Lyrics
Phase The Hermit: Yeah! Yeah! Phase & VECT! DSK on the beat!
VECT: Cryptic Productions
Phase The Hermit: Cryptic! Yeah!
VECT: Keep your f*** ing mouth shut or speak with that sh** 1 or the other, b*** !
[Chorus]
Spit it out
or keep that trash hidden in your mouth
passively living getting down, aint nothing to trip about
spit it out
the stuff you speak carries little clout
all that pitching a fit b*** ing got my attitude flippin' south
spit it out
never consider taking simple routes
fake complainers whimper & pout
extra pissed in the house
spit it out
or check the aggression & simmer down
don't mind being the ear to confession but flexing's getting bounced
[Phase The Hermit]
stuffed up inside something to hide
suck up the pride puff up & die
internally busted from a substance that's corrupting your mind
afraid to verbalize when with me shoot the murder eye so slickly
serpentine slipping by shiftly re-surface in perfect time to get seen
no way to bite or plaguerize state a rhyme with relevance
for days I may remain surprised can't disregard the faking kind
realer than most no feeling a boast in the field with folks
leaving you poked & keeping trues inconcievably close
only rolling right the hopeless float through life as poltergeists
faulty cats I know the type I down 'em all like Molson Ice
watered authors get slaughtered by the art that we offer
about as hard as Bea Arthur, impossible their hearts could be softer
now that we know what's missing an audition for a reality show
forget the listed competition or challening foes
never get to rappin' straight severing interaction any involvement in a game that's played only brings fatal attraction
[Chorus]
[VECT]
I hold a grudge don't give a f*** for those who punk out
on what they got to say bull sh** ting with cowardice ways
surprising uprising drama I'm despising on 'em every day
you got words inside your mind then speak 'em don't be afraid
you'd rather talk to your sh** to someone else instead of me
if you're caught in my path you're knocked the f*** out out steadily
I'm the 1 to finish problems that if you don't solve it
just know that I'm neurotic & a wolf product
I hunt down the fakes & trap 'em in the corner
my patience is damaged & totally lowerered for 'em
it's hard for a weak ass b*** to speak up
spineless little f** can't remotely be tough
passing gossip around like a cancer you pussy
no guts or balls to say it to my face at all
funny how you pop off behind my back & disrespect
when you see me it's like you're under water holding your breath
[Chorus]
[Phase The Hermit]
Nothing's wrong with rappin' just cut all the prancin' & flappin'
lying to friends & family when none of that actually happened
exist within real since you didn't it limits appeal means are mediocre & minimal
eclipsing exhibited zeal
chasing the truth won't cooperate with a hastened excuse
play in the booth for lamen it suits
stay aimed like a troop lacing the boots
regimented get off ended message meant
disrespect the pekid pull foolishness with Wicked Intent
be definite nite the next to catch it
falsley flashing a smile results in biased trials
pray for stoppage until the dying time
your life's been assigned to bilial
what a waste vanished with no discovered trace
take advantage while others wait more difficult to recover safe
seeming prepared when really they're scared
pushed way too far off the edge even to care if feelings are spared
subconciously lashing got me constantly laughing
plot & scheme it properly but probably still can't stop my reaction