[Intro: Phonte]
All systems go

Thank y'all so much
Thank y'all for listening
It's Phon-tiga

And I do this all for hip hop!
I'm lying like %#@!
I do this %#@! for my !@#$ mortgage ^!$$%

And my bills, who the $#&@ am I fooling
New tigallo new tigallo new tigallo
Ay yo

[Verse 1: Phonte]
Stand clear
You are not a man if you cannot stand here

Phon-tigallo make the song cry grown man tears
With the Bull City flow off the corner of Alston and Angier
Sex symbol rap, you ^!$$%s is Pam Grier

We throw bows like Bill Laimbeer
Plant fear the first time around, no do-overs
Where the $#&@ is my glass of sangria?

Get a sip, then get another sip
Then go back to the mothership and tell them I'm on that
Separate excrement, yeah that other %#@!

Run and tell mother it's clearly not your time yet
Cuz you to me is Dr. Seuss to a Steinbeck
A pro with the prose, what a concept

Haha, and I cut this %#@! in half cuz I ain't feel like waiting
[Verse 2: Phonte]
They say everybody got a story, so here's mine

It ain't heartbreaking, because I've taken
The sour grapes of wrath and made Cheerwine
They didn't see %#@!, ^!$$% I feel fine

You know that I'm real, ten years still here
No worse for the wear, ^!$$% I'm ill
And I'm still top notch

You ^!$$%s is better off playing hopscotch in a minefield
Better off warring in the jungle with no camouflaging
Suicide mission, straight sabotaging

Flow so addicting it's like habit forming
Flow hair-raising it's like rabbit farming
Peter Cottontail hopping over beats or rocking

Acappells since the days of ? ^!$$%

I'm back in the kitchen with a silk apron

Let that boy sauté!
[Verse 3: Phonte]
I said let me know the troubles on your mind youngblood

And Lord willing me and you will solve them
He said Tay I worry about you in the rap game
I said mother$#&@er go and get a real problem

Please beg pardon but I'm not starving
This rap %#@! is not the life I live
It's a tool that I use, that's it

No great fortune to show for it but fortunate
That no one can say his life ain't his
Some might even say underachiever cuz they are not believers

That I don't want the world, but I done seen the world
And if you ever saw it, hell, you wouldn't want it either
I don't need a kingdom, just want a home

You can take a seat, or you can take the throne
As long as it is known ain't a damn thing changed
Still the underground king, ^!$$% dance in the reign

Holla
[Outro: Sy Smith]
I feel so glad that I made it, I couldn't ask for more

This world is yours for the taking, what are you waiting for?