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Phantoms ft. Maverick

  1. (Chorus x2)
  2. Leavin' writtens afloat like ghosts, we're speedin' phantoms,
  3. Not a worry in the world, we're used to breathin' hazards,
  4. Better hit up damage control, this track is wreakin' havoc,
  5. Unparalleled GOATS on the loose, me and Maverick,
  6.  
  7. (Maverick's Verse)
  8. The malignance of stagnant anguish, oh, the malignance of stagnant anguish ..
  9. Its stigma is 'true colors,' truth is, a view covered by negative saturations.
  10. For a rigorous dance I say let's do the jig, but Jigsaw put lead in my pants, contaminated
  11. Depression got a leg up, my shadow's faceless
  12. Disfigured, an ambiguous aberration
  13. So much of an enigma, I might be a figment of the imagination
  14. Where ignorance brings indignance in the negligence of a castaway, blessed
  15. To be strayed away by the priggish, passively praisin' the question beggin' of a pastor prayin' ..
  16. I'd beg from pasture to prairie, as Gregory's 'The Mad Yak' to the parable of 'The Fig Tree' in reprobation.
  17. Tell me what's pride if integrity's worth castigation
  18. I figured it out, through Sigmund and Myers Briggs in evaluation
  19. Now I know how to regulate the amygdala of a basket case, in
  20. Stopping to smell the flowers but wow, I need an Allegra, some of these pansies are aggravatin'
  21. And I ain't got the dignity to practice patience
  22. Come smoke that Maverick cig pack, leave a cancer patient
  23. Diagnosed with Ligma, the attraction to my sack's contagious
  24. So if your mom got a dump truck then you know I'm fitna dig in it, like a famished vagrant
  25. Go "Giggity!" with hands on her tail end, then get her pregnant in this Handmaid's Tale, and
  26. Is my cum alive dear Reverend? Why's the tummy tuck abolished?
  27. Only thing I'm pulling out is Numbers 5:11, watch the baby bump arrive in Heaven, as a fluke embryonic
  28. 'Cause she glucked the tonsil paint and now she's puking a Pollock!
  29. See at the crux of nuances, you sitting ducks are dishonest
  30. Winning brownie points in misfortune cookie contests
  31. Ass kissers, like you really pukka? My coccyx.
  32. I get stiff and you duck when I'm bossin', but alike Stephen Duck, still buckin' the office
  33. I am the ghost of Miyamoto, how it goes for you mere mortals is catching Five Rings when I'm knuckling grommets
  34. Truckling to my confidence, I show a rook what savant is
  35. A combination of Murda Mook, and Louise Glück, iconic
  36. Reading in my nook, her Early Darkness and Charles Bukow's Melancholic
  37. In happy go lucky conflict, 'cause death's what I'm stuck on often
  38. To Eliza Cook's 1 promise, in Song of the Worm, we kick the bucket to the muck, how harmonic
  39. Music to my ears, but for now I'll jukebox The Chronic 'til I'm moonstruck, like Qur'anic
  40. Then open to John 1:5, reminded of the 29th Sonnet and Luke 9:29, it's
  41. Non apostolic Andrew, I stand, rebuked as Thomas
  42. So shook, they daunt it, Dante's Inferno, I taunt it
  43. Tomino's Hell, my rhyme book's demonic
  44. This fisherman been casted a spell, now I'm hooked on phonics
  45. Like "Luka Dončić," a Maverick bubble boy since Ma &Pa Dukes was caustic
  46. No Shepherd's crook is on this, black sheep's crooked anatomics
  47. Should get a Twitch partnership ..with Billie Eilish, it's giving neck for content
  48. Look like I'm tryna' do the fuckin' Hanger Challenge, don't be mistook, I'm haunted
  49. Nuke's Top 5 ing, like I'm possessed, slap an exorcist with his kookie comic
  50. Tore a page from the Pentateuch, my conscience
  51. Is telling me I shouldn't have written that I just took a dookie, on the monstrance.
  52. Guess I'm on demon time, I show up every fortnight punctually
  53. Phantom of the open mic night, I go like Duppy
  54. Wrecking shop like a poltergeist, you just float by clumsily
  55. So reach me via Ouija, if you need me to ghostwrite something
  56. 'Cause you can't see me at this, hear no evil, you ain't picking up on these homophone calls, dummy
  57. No life, closet's bone dry, I've caught bodies that were bonafide gutsy
  58. So here's some toilet ply, you can go cry to Mummy
  59. Until then I'll do the robot, strutting on the next mortal coil I'm, shuffling.
  60.  
  61. (Chorus x2)
  62. Leavin' writtens afloat like ghosts, we're speedin' phantoms,
  63. Not a worry in the world, we're used to breathin' hazards,
  64. Better hit up damage control, this track is wreakin' havoc,
  65. Unparalleled GOATS on the loose, me and Maverick,
  66.  
  67. (LionKing's Verse)
  68. Doin' this one time for the pipsqueaks, who just feel like they displease,
  69. I used to roll with the pricks team, till it rubbed me the wrong way like dick cheese,
  70. Skilled teen with a big dream, always been filthy since a milk teeth,
  71. Inspite of the mistreatment I had to inspire me to dig deep,
  72. Now my bars go together like dairy and milk along with the rhyme schemes,
  73. It's like I got overshot with the IV cuz I'm drowning in salient drip
  74. But my brainstorms need a fuckin' cranium fix
  75. Cuz I'm a while 'nother variant bitch!
  76. Still fresh as a daisy and still amazing as is, you ain't never made punchlines as crazy as this
  77. And that's like bathing a pig, cuz they're hogwash (ha),
  78. Only way you're pick of the litter is if you're a trash bin,
  79. Might as well have a crown up my butt cuz I'm [asking](ass king),
  80. How could you be so ass? How could you be so trash?
  81. Claimin' to be fine with it but we all know that you're a living tax,
  82. Nowadays I'm [gruesome](gru some) like minions cuz they're despicable beings
  83. Plus I'm explicit and mean and there ain't none as gritty and witty as me,
  84. Fuck it, I'm out for the blood like serial killings that be
  85. And so this shit could get [graphic](as in graphic violence, but also a double entendre for a graphics card, tieing in with the Nvidia punchline), cuz I get a bit [invidious,G](Nvidia's Ge),
  86. Your shit is dated like a calender, doesn't take a zodiac to say you're cancerous,
  87. But as far as [horrors go](horoscope), bitch I'm insidious,
  88. All I see are fuckin' amateurs, so I'm hopin' that this place grows past the mids,
  89. Hard in [the cypher](decipher) like Morse codes, my growth was incipient,
  90. Ain't no Capricorn but I'll lock horns though, other words I'm the muthafuckin' GOAT ho,
  91. Even if I owned the ball court, they'd keep movin' the goalpost,
  92. And once I engage it'll be like King Arthur and the Excalibur,
  93. So I promise to bite the bullet if y'all are matching my calibre,
  94. Cutthroat to the hilt, other words I put your neck to sword,
  95. Untold as it is, my rhymes are incontestable,
  96. Remenise back to when I was improvin' my diction through my convos,
  97. Which explains my addiction to the top four,
  98. Still gettin' my hits in via pot smoke,
  99. Don't know what's got me bitchin' like a dog for,
  100. But like a realtor, I'll treat a syndrome like it's [Stockholms](stock homes),
  101. Would suffice to say that, I got big [bucks](bugs) like a cockroach,
  102. So my pockets still stuffed like a John [doe](dough),
  103. But the moment that the site died was the instant that I got ghost (vroom)...

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