Written by: Joshua Manes(I&I) and Eddie Bello-Rosas(EXL)
Produced by : Jessie Ylarde 
Mix and Mastered by: Luis Pacheco(The LP) 

Hear the battlecries of the last two true samurais,
From the old school of Champloo few stand to rise,
To the rally call of the scout regiment, 
When the valley falls to the Titans,
We'll be writing every threat against, 
A hope for a better flow in death note,
Save the globe with a pen & Philosophers Stone,
Late nights writing rhymes & watching Toonami!
Writing rhymes & watching Toonami!

I've seen more Japanese scenes than bukkakes,
In the land of the rising sun, & still twice as many tsunamis,
Have been caught within the rhythms I'm rocking,
So please don't please don't get too cocky,
If you think for one second I can be tested with copied,
Contraband, you'll end up with more issues than manga man,
I gotta plan to rap some transmutation circles around you,
Amputating Eurkles, Eds, Eurkas with a single word bounded
Souls in amps through a few grooves that I found when,
Channel Surfing Philosophies, on mics I might slice up 
some sloppy geeks I do it for the greater good Light Yagami, Hip-Hop's Shinigami there's no stopping me,
Awefully, salty zombies talking shit, 
Got my psycho pass way past foggy,
So get off of me, off of me, or you can be my next offering to

Hear the battlecries of the last two true samurais,
From the old school of Champloo few stand to rise,
To the rally call of the scout regiment, 
When the valley falls to the Titans,
We'll be writing every threat against, 
A hope for a better flow in death note,
Save the globe with a pen & Philosophers Stone,
Late nights writing rhymes & watching Toonami!
Writing rhymes & watching Toonami!

More exciting then finally having Spidey back,
distant brothers crossover on Titans we attack,
You don't want to take the psychopath on a track,
This flow turns you into bitches Ranma and 1/2,
I hope you don't keep it foolie cus I have no coolie,
For the Tom foolerie my current state yugi,
Unlock the Pharoh in me through this ancient jewelry,
Playing all my cards right you pussies couldn't duel me,
Feeling fucking legendary got that Articuno flow.
But you dont want to mess with either of the Eldrick bros,
No philosopher stone needed don't believe that blasphyme
Pennies for my thoughts thats the ultimate alchemy! 


Funimation Drum Invasion Ft EXL

Written by: Joshua Manes(I&I)
Produce by: Pablo Gomez(T.E.K.N.)
Mixed & Master by Luis Pacheco(The LP) 

Phantom of the Basement! Complacent with his solitude 
Anthems through his stanza & placement of his constitute, 
Operates facelifts on spliced together impossible,
Combinations of sixteens & drum machine ensembles with
His MPC & scalpel takes cadavers, & stitches 
unforgiving rhythms & the severed raptures,
of failed experiments to take the pyramids power,
Then preforms melancholy melodies, 
& Symphonies for cowards!        
To force lobotomies upon their organs in the hour,
Of there abortion for conformity to make them our,
Subordinates it's Dr. Kevorkian transforming,
The craniums of lesser men with covert transformers,
Replace skin and flesh with titanium controllers,
& Hidden in the tape decks & stereo equipment are,
Metaphors born from my resonating prism, 
Better known as my internal metronomes dope precision,
Formed the ligaments the reconnected my vision two,
Turn tables & a microphones ambition,
Turned the tables on the war that once conflicted,
The conflicts within him til' he made a bold decision,
To unsheathe his sword and release these algorithms,
For you to drawn upon & use as your ammunition, 
To equate a better method & defeat the opposition,
Listen! Eradicate the chains of blind submission,
Be more than just a pawn in the game that we've been livin'
We're in Check mate, but its not to late for us to spin it,
Down with the Kings & Queens it's time for us to End it!

& of course it's transcribed reporting live,
From his fortress of isolation, hacking archives,
& databases of these sadist nations,
These fiendish demons clouding history to keep it secret,
Shounding it with mystery to see if you'll believe it,
& they find it so comedic you'd defeat your own sprit,
Playing roulette, with misinformation & heatseeking missiles Aimed at the disintegration of your brain's achievements,
So while I puke the truth inside this booth like I'm bulimic, 
& the chords of my headphones form a double helix,
I'll try & strike the right chords for the unborn fetus,
You've become so you can stand up & feel it,
Opposite paraplegic arise from the ashes be a phoenix, 
Fly into the Skies of a Genius,
Flee the dumbed down ground that you once found so scenic,
The time for change is now so compound the nouns & verbs,
Spit inside this verse & make your own remix of the earth.. 
       

Phantom Of The Basement

Written by: Joshua Manes(I&I)
Guitar by: Tim Smith
Mix & Mastered by: Luis Pacheco(LP)

Very Strange Featuring Tim Smith

I'm just hoping to be thought provoking. 

Intrepid Intellect I&I