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Phantom

by Nomad No Home

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Tell em it's Nomad No Home Yea yea yea Back and forth feel like a tandem Everywhere I go I feel like I'm abandoned Diamonds glowing man I just shine just like a lantern Now watch me move in the dark like I'm a phantom Everybody talkin "that boy I can't stand him" Y'all just some haters man y'all very random Stuck wit the same boys yea we still up to it My dawgs gone ride for me that is no cap for it Yea Had to take a breath Everybody talkin bout me you irrelevant I'm the real deal, you're an experiment I'm so blessed man I call that heaven sent Cuz I seen days, I done walked ways Hoping that I wouldn't die for the lesser man Cuz I done seen things, nah they prolly dreams I could stack em in my mind or the compressor I had to trip up on the beat mane Girl you better stop then hit rewind and then replay Shoutout to my boy he made the beat yea my dawg ceejay My dawg called the brand we going up we going crazy I just laid it up no Lebron I'm talkin dae dae Why y'all females on me please don't call and call me bae bae I don't trust nobody except my circle alright ok? You get the point just like Nike better obey Imma slide the words and then Kiro gonna relay Hadda play it back one more time like it's screen play Murdering this beat too much fire mayday mayday Ceejay whippin up ain't I ain't talkin bout no sundaes aye I feel that fire, it's deep in my body It's hot like wasabi, I ball like I'm Scottie Spanish chick on me, she calling me papi She wet like tsunami, I'm buying her taki's If I get a deal I might sign for the profit If they want my soul tell em God already got it I don't talk to nobody, I'm like a homebody I talk to the mic about all of my problems If he got a problem pull up And we'll solve it With glocks with them beams, and extension revolvers It's hitting his mental, it's pop like a pimple Dismantle his top with my newest utensil like Yea I done lost a lot of friends Headed down this road again I just need some time of content You think that you better than me I'm the best of the best, call me Dio Cause I'll put that knife to ya chest Aim at the Neck with the tech, this is not a Beretta We aim for the head don't aim for the sweater I rap everyday so I only get Better Pockets are fat and they filling with the cheddar I hit it, then kick it, yeah imma forget her Diamonds on me and they fatter than Gideon Why are you rocking all cubic, you hideous My flow is potent, my flow is real venomous The voices inside of my head are insidious People be talking they cannot be serious Had me rushing my lines and I end with period You never really know where the flow come this shit mysterious Its going everyway have me thinking this is bicurious Im only going up these rappers just keep on fearing it Aye Keep the choppa like halo up on this xbox Im reaching for the bag that's my destination the next stop I wanna keep on running my numbers up like the next stock The Kidd is coming in so you this is gonna get hot Damn if you lookin for greatness my nigga im the one to hire I aint got me shooters but I can pop you like a tire I been feeling scorpion cuz I always bring that fire Hey I promise to tell when I go crazy like its prior I know some of these niggas who copy my flow like a choir You could never compare me to food cuz I just don't expire Every day a new situation like im Lizzie McGuire Shawty say she got wap like someone go get her a drier Haha ok But you know I be stackin These bars I really be rappin Like crazy no im not cappin It's just a fact so relax When im talkin crazy I'm packin My confidence while yall nappin On me its crazy yall nappin on me The kidd is a certified g Im writing alot on my sheets Im writing then catching the beat The flow is just all my genes The heat is just all around me Like this is a sight you can see I got me that lyrical key I can jump in the ring know I hit the supplex Knock out 1st round nigga who next I be spitting like a combo I can call it new flex I can hit wit an aye make em think im new X I figure the tone write that on my book a new check I hit em and gone I dance on all on his body 2 step Damn singing a song Writing along Nuttin is wrong Diggity dong Feel like I should graduate all from this new rep Im digging the rap Feelin the cap Takin a nap Prolly will shat Im rappin hella goofy sound like I am constipated Damn I really slap That is no cap You cannot see Find you a map If you don't like my lyrics that i'm glad that you just hated (Aye) spin on his block like a fidget I posted a Snippet, I'll take me a mil' then I flip it Like Kiro lil' bitch I'm a menace This choppa split him almost thought we was doing division I pour up a four then I sip it my flow is acidic I got me a way with the wicked I keep me a glock with a beam it's a problem with me And I promise that I'm finna fix it I don't have a limit no, filter either I just took off chain my chain put it in the freezer And I'm just tryna fuck I don't really need her She gon swallow my nut like a margarita Feel like batman but fuck it I had to rob him Feel like Tracy McGrady the way im balling She gon' give me good brain like I was a scholar Feel like Darth Vader I guess im her father now Fuck nigga said he want smoke and get watered down Big body bullets we aim at your collar now She gave me brain so I guess that smarter now You need to let the beat breathe Bro I'm glad you were hating They know im the best and there ain't no debating We finna' be famous I'm high off that za And I swear that that shit got me floating through space Then I'm right back to basics I think that my choppa got problems It don't really fuck with you niggas it might just be racist I got it straight out the mud And I still got some dirt on my shoes it's all over my laces Like Disney this choppa start kickin it, finnekin On his block we finna spin, are you listening He up and running so we finna' spin again Hop out the car we just might as well get him then My niggas ballin we shooting your lights out Please do not try me cause I got the pipe out Keep me a strap so they think im a dyke now He ran up on me guess he wanna die now

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