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phenomenal - edoubledie lyrics

you say i ain’t steady, but i’m here see (yeah)
you say i ain’t ready, but i’m clearly (yeah, yeah)
i’ve been busy, i got no time
i’m everywhere, i’m online
this is the beginning, show time
spitting some lines, ’cause i
got to let you know i’m unstoppable
got to make sure my flow is phenomenal (it’s lit)
and i’m loving how the beats sound
crank the music so loud
i’m never gonna lose now
i’m making money moves now

you thought i was gone
you don’t know me
when you see me
you’ll say this sh*t is holy moly
i’m stacking chips
i’m dripping then dipping
like it’s guacamole
all these chicks around me
these chicken strips
taste good with macaroni
this macaroni got her moaning
she’s phoning me ’cause she’s h*rny
she’s blowing me while i cover her holes
she’s tromboning
she says i’m phenomenal
her pleasure is my melody
she knows i’m unstoppable
when i’m filled with energy
you can’t mess with me
or stop me from reaching my destiny
you’ll need therapy
when you become my enemy
now i don’t f*ck with chumps
i can already tell you’re tired
all of you getting trumped
tell these b*tches “you’re fired”
i spit the truth
k!ll in a booth
honest abe
k!lled by a booth
and i keep dropping truth bombs
i call myself a truman
dropping hiroshima bombs
d*mn you better move man

it’s time for round two
when you hit the ground too
put you in a coffin bury you
make sure it’s sound proof
i’m coughing up lyrics
it’s spreading like a virus
you’ll die within minutes
as they climb into your sinus
look ahead to see what the sign is
it’s telling you to go right b*tch
i’ll take the wheel before you die sh*t
i’m fast like sonic when i’m driving
i’m fighting to be the greatest alive and
is there a limit to where i’m striving
like flight from malaysia
don’t know where the air line is
sky is the limit
i can go miles a minute
suck on my d*ck till i’m finished
when i give her the tip, she kiss it
l!ck on my finger flipping the page
all my rhymes i pen it
sh*t i’m feeling, i’m filled with rage
on the mic i spit it
i spit the truth
k!ll in a booth
honest abe
k!lled by a booth
and i keep dropping truth bombs
i call myself a truman
dropping hiroshima bombs
d*mn you better move man

- edoubledie lyrics

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