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The Phantom is an American adventure comic strip, first published by Lee Falk in February 1936. The main character, the Phantom, is a fictional costumed crime-fighter who operates from the fictional African country of Bangalla. The character has been adapted for television, film and video games. The series began with a daily newspaper strip on February 17, 1936, followed by a color Sunday strip on May 28, 1939; both are still running as of 2021. In 1966, King Features stated that The Phantom was being published in 583 newspapers worldwide. At its peak, the strip was read by over 100 million people daily.Falk worked on The Phantom until his death in 1999; since his death, the comic strip has been written by Tony DePaul. Since 2016, it has been drawn by Mike Ma… more »

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I come back as if y'all wanna see me
Making sure everything that I talk of is beastly
Step to the light
With my weapon, the mic
Being more off the wall than some washed up graffiti
I've been taking time in my life for settling
Making a bunch of beats and some rhymes to revel in
This game doesn't fit what I just represent
No bars, almost everybody's lines are dead as shit
It's like a disease, I despise the pestilence
So I'm rebelling it
On the mic I'm devilish
Like the Grim Reaper, I'm bringing scythes to necks again
Saying your crew is storming but you lie like weathermen
CUE bitch, better recognize the name
We kill you bugs like pesticide and raid
Only got the tip in like our head's inside the game
Came here to leave you petrified and maimed.
Cube in 86', I'm on my Ruthless shit
When you heard the beat drop you just flipped
What I do is spit
Til I'm proven sick
Through with writs
Bruise you crews
Who choosing rich
Foolishness
I'm maiming
And slaying the beats
Get so hyped that I could cause a rave in the streets
Phantom is chilling up in the basement and locked in
Like money of big savers I stay in the pocket.
Let me speed it up
Don't need a gun
Or keep the heater tucked
I'm bringing heat to runts
And feeble cunts
Who's cerebral's fucked
Only thing you brung
To the table are some fecal cuts
All of you are the same, I don't need to know the leader of
You lame kids
Are basic
And faking
Gang shit
I'm flaming
Your anus
Like Satan's
Living arrangements
Getting insane and
Splitting your brain with
Infinite sickness and hatred
You're witnessing greatness

Got an empire in the darkness
I be making more fire than an arson
Making sure that my art's official
Making sure I'm not being artificial
Let them all know while the citizens sing
Let them all know while the citizens sing
Let them all know while the citizens sing
Give me the crown and start kissing this ring
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king

I'm your new pain activist
Straight savage that
Makes tracks
For hate catalysts
I wreak havoc
You ain't passing this
Take action bitch
I leave more blood on a track than train accidents
My social presence ain't that long awaited
That's because I'm not one to chat, one to say shit
Only time I like to have a snap chat is when I brake your neck and with your severed head have a conversation
I will always be a scholar in the game
Not the baller with the fame
Or that dude malling with some dames
You're happy as f*ck when all of you are slaves
No wonder why you're singing songs about balling with some chains
Most of y'all raps are empty in meaning
I kill shit like feces was a sentient being
This rap shit is a war, and you're already retreating
You better be leaving
Or getting a treaty
Cause I'm lending a beating
I'm hotter than California weather
With you outside wearing bagged up coats and sweaters
One day you all will be cracking toasts to a legend
Show me any body that can flow it better
Racking goals to get them
Snap with flows I set up
Crafting
Raps to
Crack
And smash your souls you peasants
No one is half as bold to mess with
Us, you posers flex with
No progression
Y'all got the same flows, so monotonous
Phantom is cocky but don't go cockblocking him
Ready to f*ck the game
Anything but the same
Nothing's tame
Since you're lacking lyricism
I'm back to kill your spirits
My mind just be twisted
You're just a mockery living
In pockets of a business
As a fucking lottery ticket
That advance from your label is lubricant for a sodomy system
I'm independent
I gotta be
A prodigy spitting

Got an empire in the darkness
I be making more fire than an arson
Making sure that my art's official
Making sure I'm not being artificial
Let them all know while the citizens sing
Let them all know while the citizens sing
Let them all know while the citizens sing
Give me the crown and start kissing this ring
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king
Kiss the ring
Bow down to the gifted king

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