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PHANTOM

by Malcolm Brickhouse

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I came from the mud, I could never fold lil bitch Just look how I come, I’m bouta get dead, I’m just tryna show the bitch She came to my show, we roll off the drugs, I don’t even know the bitch We swerving in cars, I’m falling in love, I ain’t even notice it, Got nothing to show for it, But hundreds in back of a Phantom, aye I feel like a ghost, l’m falling apart with Dirty Diana, aye She take off her clothes, she playing her part, I take her for granted, aye She let me get close, she give me her heart, I still feel abandoned, aye With hundreds in back of a Phantom, aye Flex, yeah, run with these bitches, and run with a whole lot of checks, yeah I’m feeling down, I think Imma pour up the tech, yeah She make me smile and we have a whole lotta sex, yeah They said I couldn’t do it like this She swear I be ruining shit, Sad-heart, who I’m proving this shit to I really be moving and shit, NASCAR got me zooming and shit, ugh I really be booted and shit, sad part only smile when I get to And she got me doing this shit, Sad-heart acting new than a bitch too And you get me lost when I’m found, Sad-heart pick me up when I’m down And you couldn’t figure me out, Sad part you like watching me drown It’s envy I should know the sound, half-heart, half a hole in me now And so much for holding my ground, and so much for holding me down I came from the mud, I could never fold lil bitch Just look how I come, I’m bouta get dead, I’m just tryna show the bitch She came to my show, we roll off the drugs, I don’t even know the bitch We swerving in cars, I’m falling in love, I ain’t even notice it Got nothing to show for it, but hundreds in back of a Phantom, aye I feel like a ghost, l’m falling apart with Dirty Diana, aye She take off her clothes, she playing her part, I take her for granted, aye She let me get close, she give me her heart, I still feel abandoned, aye With hundreds in back of a Phantom, aye Money, whores, and fame, shadows drawn, and they all just fall away, Just a call away And yeah I’m gone today, alcohol fills this empty hallway, undergone many changes Replacements of many faces, and sometimes I hate it but I’m still faded I chase this, this ain’t enough, can’t erase it, and nothing replaces this Oh I’m still faded and oh I’m suffocating, oh I’m still afraid It’s alright, cry your pain away, lie to me, cry cause it’s all the same We drink until the sunlight, no one I can trust I swear they’ll fade away, lie to me, cry cause it’s all the same So I need a, so I need a, so I need a bad bitch, with a back end, smoking package, Who gone, who gone fuck me the fastest, who gone, who gone flex on my last bitch Tripping on acid, fucking an actress, playing her role right now

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