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i'm back - phillex stewart lyrics

this fool called my n*gga with an er
so i sent that n*gga to the er
i been rappin for eons
she sit on my d*ck it go up like a see saw
my sh*t go dumb but i’m smart like elon
these n*ggas is turtles they calling my splinter
you lost i’m the winner
yo b*tch is my n*gga
she want it long distance but i am a sprinter
my d*ck is her dinner
she got it delivered
n*ggas tried to follow so i’m switching up the gear
hope they like the view from the rear
rolling with a crew so fierce
put the metal to his ear like he just got em pierced
my past afflictions don’t make a difference
i feel indifferent to any n*gga who’s passion isn’t to go and get it
these n*ggas is co dependent
i know that these hoes vicious
and when i go up to spit it
they screaming oh no he didn’t
i’m screaming out yes he did
they tryna come check the kid
hundred round drum if you talkin that extra sh*t
don’t know who they messing with
i’m looking for better sh*t
on some v for vendetta sh*t
just like mr. t, i
pity the fool
get busy with tools
i’m witty but smooth
i’m chilly i’m silly i’m really just feeling the room
i spit till i drool
i feel like the moon
i feel like i fill up the room
i feel like i’m f*cking disgusting
end of discussion
i left but i’m back on some better sh*t
you just talking sh*t to stay relevant
i set the precedent
i’m in my element
i spit heat so my mouth a volcano
oh you said you got shooters on pay roll
well my n*ggas pull up with uzis and dracos
and they gonna shoot on my say so

i’ma go and make me a classic
i’ma sew the flowin the lyrical fabric
gone off patron and mix it acid
feelin fantastic rappin like my sh*t cinematic
hit the joint got me leaping for joy
aye lil n*gga watch how you speak to the boy
had to be ruthless they ain’t give me a choice
i’m chillin they trippin
these n*ggas don’t know what i do for a living
i’m k!llin teh rhythm deadbeat dad and these beats is my children
the flow in my bed and we neflix and chillin
y’all n*ggas on hulu
y’all n*ggas is bu bu
y’all still wearing fubu
nasty ass n*gga you probably use oovoo
you goo goo no gaga
i could be yo father
go ahead ask ya mama
i roar like mufasa
i’m always gone prosper
just leave me alone
my girl is a singer she singing like her name was nina simone
when i get to spittin this booth is my kitchen i put heat in the stove
i dropped me a tape got taste of success now i’m back and i’m needing some more
you broke you in need of some dough

feeling like a pimp
five percent tint
my daddy got a benz
and my momma gotta cadillac
sitting in the back bumping cudi songs back to back
wish i could go back to that
(how you gone gon back to that)
you know i spit the coldest rap
you know i’m at cul*de*sac
where ed edd and eddy at
in my nightmares i find jason where’s freddy at
i just k!lled jason now this b*tch freddy back
where my d*mn machete at

i left but i’m back on some better sh*t
you just talking sh*t to stay relevant
i set the precedent
i’m in my element
i spit heat so my mouth a volcano
oh you said you got shooters on pay roll
well my n*ggas pull up with uzis and dracos
and they gonna shoot on my say so
my girl is a singer she singing like her name was nina simone
when i get to spittin this booth is my kitchen i put heat in the stove
i dropped me a tape got taste of success now i’m back and i’m needing some more
you broke you in need of some dough

- phillex stewart lyrics

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