phantommm troupe - titleless lyrics
verse 1 (matt$):
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verse 2: (gunhaver)
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verse 3: (sebby2)
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verse 4: (javaj)
spittin’ riddled syllables, colorful as a bag of skittles;
little bit of hennessy, x have become religious symbols;
thimble on my thumb every time i sew a rhyme;
sharp knife in your time every time i spit a line, one of kind, the king allah, christ, your f-ckin’ god;
b-tch you better bow down or get your head blown off;
huffy with the pegs on, remember back when i was young, before the liquor hoes and weed smoke filled up my lungs;
way before i had this gun and this consumin’ money l-st;
back when mom still cut the corners off the f-ckin’ bread crust;
back before i felt dead and these demons talked at me;
back when i could be, back when i felt happy
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