Saturday, August 6, 2011

But Me Made This Song

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[Talking]
Check Check, One Two
Y'all already know
Check Check
Uh, Uh, Uh

[Verse 1]
I'm so official, I'm the potential of dope
Cold as a cobra when you mix it with coke
Hope floats, time fly's, I glide my right mind is boulder, un-sober
Holded by broken the broken thread
The action of a sober head
I'm fly with baggage, like an overhead
Any sign of crashing, and my clothes are wet
I feel fine just splashin' I'm so in bed
Cold sweats break no expectations, paranoid nap
My manhood try to have the boy back
Pure as the flesh under the breasts, under a womans chest
I'm going under
But going under means going over the best trying
To get that supernova respect
The dough holes in the chex drown you
Guess the ocean is over
Your neck, who found you

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
I'm the phantom of whatever you want, whatever indeed
I guess my soul is forever in need

[Verse 2]
Yo, i'm on my maxwell house grind
So i dont really care bout what happens outside
I'm my own man so I know its ok to say
I use HcHo and told him go his own way
He pitched me the studio I drove to homeplate
On the way scoop show, cause his flow is so great
And woody spending time just zone and so hey
By the way i've been sober this whole day
So many of my foes that flow are so gay
They wont go away till i throw 'em some play
Which is far from acceptable, hard to be professional when
All your co-workers stare hard un-dressing you
Ladies I feel you, you gotta see this shit
To be the man in this business you gotta be a bitch
And I dont see a reason to be lying for a buck
'Cause some label nigga want to see the line in my butt
What the FUCK nigga!

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
I'm the phantom of whatever you want, whatever indeed
I guess my soul is forever in need


[Verse 3]
Hit up my assistant, what's on todays agenda
She said your on vacation mind your business
Feeling like I got the mind of clinton
Getting mine while I mind my business
My girl going through my pokedex like where you find these bitches
I be tripping
I use to collect hoes like brock and ash
Till there eyes got misty, had to stop it fast
She a slide, let my team rock it bad enough my pockets had not alot of cash
Charm did it my third leg the size of a bong did it
And I go so fucking hard wit it whooo!
Y'all get it, wish to be me, I'm the sickest GT
If its a whip that you be you were meant to be
She's so ahead of my time
I click this B.C. prehistoric
Prerecorded, need some morbid run it back, im done with this shit
And im running rap
Charles Hamilton!


[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
I'm the phantom of whatever you want, whatever indeed
I guess my soul is forever in need

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