Lyrics:
I don't know Jack where I'm at
I don't go back over tracks in the path
I don't get mad if I'm passed by
Notice you're sad, and I ask why
I don't
Meek Mill and Crakk daddy
(Daddy) , the heat is automatic (Matic)
Somebody tell (Jahlil Beats, holla at me)
I'm a trooper, and everything I ride's
I'm Phil of the future
I'm feeling the future
I'm Phil of the future
I fill in the future
I'm Phil of the future
I'm feeling the future
I'm Phil
the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some
and the beat was by Trackster
Title of the song was "Po Pimp"
I said, "Ooh, snap"
I told 'em I'm about to jack
Spit it funky like I'm a mack
I'ma come off
it
Ay, last night I squabbled all my demons and got packed out
Someone told them that my skin was brown but on these beats I black out
Uncle found
she ugly as f-"
Tired of looking back
Trying to look in tact
Tired of seeing money by the gram and losing track
Tired of cookie cutter friends they
creation at the playground
Rated PG-13 and tryin' to stay classy
It's B-rad, Mr. Breath if you're nasty
Like poetic justice
Kill the beat, I'm 'bout to bust
wrote that track last night
That's right
If me and that nigga battle it'll be his very last fight
Ate him up down to the last bite, with maple syrup
Tales from a rusty old town where the sunlight beats down
Dazzlin' lights yonder takin' gold by the pound
Shack down by the tracks, hat way down low
jus fo u to sing along to
But its the beats that make you bounce in the club tho
Treats are, always ready to bring the new flava
K to afford the garage
soul spins.
Verse 3:
Through CRISPR's gate, we step beyond,
To the beat of science's unbreakable bond.
AI and human, side by side,
In this new dawn, we
the zone all by myself
I'm alone all by myself, I'm on my own
But homes I could set the tone myself
And make the track that I could rap on myself
I wrote
Thank you thank you
Ladies and gentlemen my name is Maxedout
And beside me is my man crc
Now in 13 seconds this track is going to switch like no
the past
present or future but built to last
now as the beat hits it knock you out your daze
remember the beat was just first phase
Riding The beats with
panels to the ring of a unifying blood pact
Broken in by reckoning that greed and money was the right track
So I fly into the night
Astral project
a little of prosperity and then some
Livin my life handsome, has always been a dream but
Now it's time to really achieve by all means (Bust it)
I keep my
immaculate beat
Blast with the heat, impact with this accuracy
Last one to sleep, just imagine what happened to me
Factory made, back to the graves and they
to hang or link, my future man I'm gambling
My handle really handling, full speed traveling
Focused on the tracks now the tracks need a following
Homie saw
mention me
Thorns in my side are just pricks
A waste of energy call me what you want
Ain’t phased by my title
Believe a notebook, I’ll lie on any Bible
I’m
(Yeah)
(Square biz, indeeed, I got my roll on)
(Yeah)
(All these trappers get their beats from Chapters)
Square biz indeed I got my roll on
Track
car well
He never lost a race on Windy Hollow Rd.
By the time he turned 18 he was the Georgia dirt track king
Proudly sponsored by the local Texaco
[GZA]
Bobby said, "Fuck spendin 50 on a whip, buy a clip"
Mental flip, got a thousand tracks thought on a chip
Said he had mad toys to make noise
facts to speak
The way I get this cash you'd think I'd print it like a factory
Yes I run this shit
It's too easy like a track to me
I got some people that
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