Chester Watson - Phantom (2013)

video played 196 times
added 4 years ago

Chester Watson - Phantom lyrics

[Intro: MF Grimm (Earth)]
Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators
That you call Earth but I call Hell's equator

[Verse 1: Chester Watson]
Yo, being hella brash is the swag bruh
Sittin' back and I'm gettin' ass in Nebraska
Different flash in a different class rollin' grass up
New Age, only spittin' facts not no whack stuff
Yeah, that's how we do it no taxin'
My niggas comin' through and we slashin' with axes
Bag a fine chick, bad tats and an accent
Niggas trynna 'lab I'mma ask where the racks is
Uh, cuz we don't do this for free
Im zoot and I'm starved and a dude gotta eat
No clockin' out, workin' all day; no sleep
Bring the block out twerkin' all day; that's she, ha
That's why we never ask for the streets when
Dudes slingin' trees more cheese for the defense
KFC two piece hella greasy
Little slob but you see a dude still eatin'
A dude still cheifin 'cus the rules don't matter
Don't need any beef 'cus them tools 'gon splatter
Rata tata shootin' bullshit it'll come back(?)
Where I'm from many niggas wearin' jewels gettin' snatched up
All about the cream, every fool got backup
Can't hear Jesus 'cus the weed as loud as Mac trucks
Phantom all black and the volume to the max
Doing drive by's so they don't know where we at
All you hear is tires, click-clack booms of the gats
No cure for the madness, so it's like cancer
Bumpin' it's a Hobo just became the death anthem
The whip fouettin' like a dancer
Is she payin' ya blant up an get slanted
Disrespect the fam' I'mma have to back hand ya
Niggas be hatin they hella mad 'cus I'm handsome
Gold Phantom, rancid's arn't random kidnapped the game
And hold it wit no ransome, a ghostly flow we hang cloths
With no hangers, music without me is like dark with no manson
Nigga just stuff em' an leave there nose flarrin'
Slow motion, thats a board with bad berrins'
People end ah ma goah just keep em starrin'
I like my fish's pacfic so I copped the red herrin
From the bottom like totes with no handles
African shepard, im leadin' goats with no sandals
Niggas stay sellin' there soul for mo stamina
Don't invite cha' self I'm the host with no manners