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Phantoms - URBVN ARCHITECTS NYC
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URBVN ARCHITECTS NYC
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(Josh Alias) (verse) The clock's tickin' and the plot thickens The rolly's sounding like a stopwatch We keep it hip hop, you kids bop I'm in that drop top continental Ridin' in Soho Plottin on grams, my homies leveling grams Forget the gram, got no time for a photo Only stoppin at 7-ELEVEn, before my 11o'clock bottle of azia arrotos Tryna make it to heaven we reppin' triple seven's You rappers see through like my Space Jam 11's The jam to this from Earth to Outer space Roman rise well paying dues to my fallen brethren (?) 𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘏 I'm still riding dolo Still lowkey find me somewhere in a polo With a teddy bear, it's poaching season I been patient You had a bad day? Dawg I had a bad couple years Struggle now to not struggle in a couple years Hit up Teddy to kill a verse, he already did, it's truth or dare You gotta dare n***as to tell the truth, even when they do, nobody cares Nobody compares, to the skill level, ill rebels, kids pill poppin, me? I'm calm relaxed, I'm still rockin, Bo Jackson's old jerseys Throwin on the trowback my back reppin' Wally Szcerbiak It's Wally's world (?) the flow gottem lookin firmly like, where's waldo You back steppin when you heard us rap I'm an alto, but my boys act like sopranos If you mess with the fam'o(?), playtime's over Let go of the handle, spin the handle, on that Range Rover Different from the vandal, squad with a squad full of vandals Used to pick locks, now we pickin a lot From swap meets to top sweets I keep my eyes out, cause these cops be lurking In these Lincolns they say I'm spittin c*cky Nah I been workin, day and night till I got that right humble dude (?) With a lot to prove makin moves Got a lot to prove, stop actin new like you with the crew, dawg who is you (Chorus) Like a phantom I had to go ghost on all homies, So I could ride phantoms Don't say you know me you a bystander The type to talk then dap you up right after I been quiet now its lights camera, action, x2 (Bridge) Stop askin for me Stop asking for me no, no, x2 (Verse) (Yung_K) Supreme commentary I crush the powers of many My emerald jade blade turn yo vessel to confetti We kings of the Serengeti the knowledge is necessary Ion think they ready Record the slaughter already, Preorder that new machete USPS better send me, my enemies acting friendly so I chop they f**kin bushes Coppers mad me and Kush push past in the space craft They hate that we skate fat, Yo they can't take that Yo I'm spittin straight facts Yo that sh*t was mad funny, we made them look dummy All they found was cash money and the 120 paper bag Heated leather in the tummy with that maple wax Swerve like a razorback snakes in my rearview We in gear 2, bumping we can't hear you The first time I hit a buck was on the Clearview Run up on us get hit like them deers do Out in jersey, My whip packing more horses then a derby Mama said you better not be riding dirty You know my gang worthy Dub thee Urbvn Swag lovely, your girl wanna tug me Ain't no one above me so you can drip like a waterfall If you ain't talkin money then don't call at all (Chorus) (Josh Alias) Like a phantom I had to go ghost on all homies, So I could ride phantoms Don't say you know me you a bystander The type to talk then dap you up right after I been quiet now its lights camera, action, x2 (Bridge) Stop askin for me Stop asking for me no, no, x2 (Verse) (Tedy Andreas) (?) No police escort, only employ my brethren No deduction on taxes f**k the irs backwards dawg Bandwagon cucks, sour diesel spark Blowin out my nostrils lookin like the shawty I stash in my garage 7 digit plots, luxury condo's I'm schemin on those Convertible whips like Kennedy could potentially catch a homo Livin bullet proof, blame the mickeys use, urbvn on my shoes, like I got the flu, retro 12's on, Decepticon type villain State to state adventure I pipe b*t*hes Relationship killer, My hydro green and magenta Like my feet in nike sneaks and g star on my jeans And in my dreams I shoot police and I been chasing my dreams Obsessed with getting my loot up C.R.E.A.M. get me rushes of feins that shoot up Millennial mindsets are getting harder to coincide with This b*t*h texting and driving me while I write this If I die who gone survive me (?), don't f**k with anybody
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