Chorus: Onyx
       Phat, phat; pha-da-dah-da-dah, da-dah-dah-di-dah
       We're phat 'n' alla dat!
       Phat, phat; pha-da-dah-da-dah, da-dah-dah-di-dah
       We're phat 'n' alla dat!

       [Fredro Starr]
       It's the phat funky blunt roller, the rock flipper
       Proof I've been right, damn right, the gun gripper
       Look, no hands but damn, ooh I got a handle
       Vandalistic, sarcastic phat tricks
       Aah, ohh yeah, dear dime a dozen
       Den discuss 'em when I be bustin with my crews, and crimies
       How ya like dat? Phat da-dat da dah-dah, huh
       Rat-a-tat, splatter one, jump in the vat son
       Flat as a blue bag of boom for ya buddha benders
       I know you're breakin on the phat tracks we're makin
       So Sonee Seeza, you're next up to bat
       Phat-a-tat-tat stay strapped, be so phat!

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       P-H-A-T! (Phat phat..)

       [Sonee Seeza]
       Boy ya best to move over cause we takin the crazy's place
       Phat, ready for combat, stacked, with all that tracks
       Not a re-run, but it's fatter than (??)
       I'm rockin the grimy clubs, get blunted with Sasquatch
       I'm here to let you know, Onyx won't lack what it takes
       I scrape, the scrubs comes off in the bath
       Kind of like a diamond; I'm a hard black kid
       Move me think you're schemin to get the semen out my
       cock-a-doodle-doo, huh, who ya think ya kiddin?
       These four villians kills women, have crews do dealin
       Straight up, you had enough? I'm callin your bluff
       Body offender, so surrender, kid you ain't tough
       You can get some phatter stuff (huh) I got it
       but first just purchase my joint, you can't be without it

       It's P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
       P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T!
       P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
       P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T!
       P (phat) H (phat) a (phat) T (phat)
       P-H-A-T, P-H-A-T!
       P-H-A-T! (Phat phat..)

       [Sticky Fingaz]
       Every ten years, they unleash phat sound
       Well it's time for Sticky Fingaz, God's gift to the underground
       For cryin out loud, it's enough you're makin sick and I
       wants revenge can I die for my music?
       You don't understand, I worship hardcore
       They never shoulda let me get my boot in the door
       And if you think that's a bluff, then you got me all wrong son
       Gettin phat like this is easier said than done
       Raise up, rise and shine!
       I woke up on wrong side of the bed this time
       Now it's time to get phat, 'N' all of DAT!!
       (The phat rap scripts tips scales go longer than endless trials
       Play my part, stay sharp as darts and nails)
       AHHH shut the hell up (chill) and don't hold me back, black
       I'm ?? my own freestyle I'm ready to rip the track
       Onyx is back, so phat we need slim fast
       (With the boom, check the boom, check the boom body bash!!)

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