Phoenix Lyrics

Bloody ink on my past spelled suicide,
Michael Jackson even passed cuz you scrutinize
f*ck illuminati lies, say I’m lucified,
Baptised in the gutter, motherf*cker you decide,
Cause the ride come with doors that be suicide
Or the thighs on my whores, they be super-sized
Good and bad happen, wars, nigga chose a side,
Now all hail to the Lord like you do to God,
Who am I?
Lord Flacko,
Painting vivid pictures, call me Basquiat Picasso,
Capo Head Hancho, now my followin’s colossal,
Ain’t no boxer Pacquio It’s like you heard, God spoke,
I’ve seen the ghetto gospel,
The choir like my reefer and the preacher got my eyes low,
Sister Mary Jane to make me see from singing high notes,
The bible or the rifle…goodnight folks.

Bloody ink on my pen spelled suicide,
Kurt Cobain even died cuz you scrutinize
It’s a fine line between truth and lies,
Jesus Christ never lied, still was crucified,
That’s why I never judge another nigga, Life’s a bitch, but that bitch in love with other niggas,
3 to a bed, sheets, no covers nigga!
Dirty kitchen, no supper in the cupboards, nigga,
Sucker niggas,
Wassup wit’ niggas,
So my new attitude is like “f*ck them niggas! ”
I grew up with niggas,
But don’t f*ck with niggas,
I don’t trust them niggas,
Ain’t got no love for niggas,
Had the gold grills shine like them southern niggas,
Kept it trilla, now the whole world f*ckin’ with us!
Meanwhile you treated all of us like other niggas,
Now your world is in my palm, take cover niggas!

I shall ever pour, Lord pick me up
Ever since a baby, two deuce in sippy cups
Ever since them diapers, and my zip-me-ups
Now I'm walking on my own, y'all, wish me luck

[Outro]
Where do we lie
Tell me where do we stand
Where do we go
It's all part of the Plan

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