Phantom Troupe Bitch
Aye SMD
What is niggas talkin' bout man, PT we back on one
You heard
Dark lightning storms
Rumble they sounding the horns
All you gon' feel is my scorn
The town set ablaze, I want you to mourn
The first of the phase, the bodies get torn
The war that I wage, you niggas is pawns
The end of your days, you will not respawn
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
I want em exed
I put the beat on a nigga, the heat on a nigga, he hexed
Beam on his spine, guarantee it connect
Got the bait on the line, got the addy through text
Hallows attracted to opps
Bussin his top, his melon and lead having sex
Fuck all these niggas they getting me vexxed
Can't love a bitch, middle fingers to next
You'll die slow pure agony
Come get another dead another casualty
Its aftershock for any after me
Evil energy in my anatomy
I'm what they tend to think of as "catastrophe"
New case charged me with Battery
I been decimating rappers casually
Blackbolt say the word, while world cut in half with the speech
Headbutt a bullet
Did what I would when they wouldn't
MPH run to the fullest
I was down all on my own, now I see levers I pull it
Risking it, take what I couldn't
Weather the storm
Shout to the heavens and more
You touch a phantom then bet that it better be gore
Storming the gate taking heads if its war
Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
When you see the drop top, move
AK been a top shot (Ou)
Niggas like "who shot, who shot"
Toop many chops, too many red dots like
Damn don't stop, don't stop
Catching an opp and we leaving em leaking
Bro be excited to mp, he be geekin'
Pull up and spin now you news for the weekend
Couple felons with weapons they ready to slide
Know that you telling, be ready to die
Cracking your melon and leaving you fried
Jersey I left from the shore with the tide
Maki get bodied, I'm open arms
We been getting money, not my final form
Damage done, you can't rewind the storm
Any nigga stood up, you might find em torn
This away, that a way
I got demons lurking out of Piscataway
Out of the cage so, I can't have a rattled day
I woke up just to clear out the mag and spray
Mobile suit Hathaway
Mafty crafty, I been the main that they claim to be
Don't fuck with Sirens like a man of the sea
If it happened, I commanded it thus
Don't make demands nigga make decrees
Run up on the gang turn em into dust
In love with metal, got no time to rust
Ya man been a pack, I do what I must
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom
Dark lightning storms
Rumble they sounding the horns
All you gon' feel is my scorn
The town set ablaze, I want you to mourn
The first of the phase, the bodies get torn
The war that I wage, you niggas is pawns
The end of your days, you will not respawn
Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom