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listen, this is the phantom.

whiter than most,
no need for a toast,
hold up, i don't change speeds
I only just coast.
roll with the flow,
not in it for the dough.
but it comes natural
like tac tack toe.

run em out
roll em out
make them hit the road
but i wont stay long,
i promise to stay gone
you fuckers wont pass me when i'm bound
i wont pack my bags
because they only wiegh me down
i am..
so lost i am lucid.
but i am fluent like a fluid.
out the gutter like sewage.
so sick and dirty it sounds twitsid
i see right through you fuckin translucent.
this road better be nice,
cuz my flow is colder than ice
so poor i cant afford fried rice.

its not a bother,
definitely didn't get music from my father.
so why does it even matter,
the regular life just like to fall and shatter

not aiming for the top
but shootin for the stars,
ill bare my scars and my rolex
to show them all that my story hasnt been told yet.

its jay
I am fresh as can be with my white Robo watch,
crispy robo nikes.
i stun in my red robo shades all night.
lets go jump in the robo car
and hit the robo
road to score a few chicks to put in my robo phone.
The name is Phantom Jay.
girl dont leave me alone.
I am robocop and I am flyin in the no fly zone.