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phly g – facts lyrics

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[hook]
you don’t hit licks, you never been thru the pain
just know this, let it go to your brain
just know this, let it go thru your vains
fake -ss n-gg-s better stop f-ckin’ claimin’

you don’t hit licks, you never been thru the pain
just know this, let it go to your brain
just know this, let it go thru your vains
fake -ss n-gg-s better stop f-ckin’ claimin’

[verse 1]
i swear to god these n-gg-s been gettin’ on my nerves
i felt it, since i came up on this earth, knew it since birth
and there’s lotta facts that i’m gonna spit in this verse
(check it!)
and all i see is jealousy, my sanity makes them hatin’ me
they killin’ me like kennedy, they pretendin not to be my enemies, but in realiy they envy me
(rest in peace!)
and i been thru sorrow, people don’t understantd cause they heads hollow
i ain’t the one who follows, i’m takin’ lead
got that wisdom from the streets
heart so cold, it went “freeze”
but i be still spittin’ heat
rhymes so potent, obese
killin’ it like “oh jeez”
mind open i ain’t lost keys
eyes open, all three
(d-mn!)
you say you chase your dreams, but you never get near
and mine knockin’ on the door and sayin’ thet here
i only f-ck with those, who are real
(yeah trill sh-t!)
keepin’ my circle trill
hope that i made it clear
b-tch!

[hook]
you don’t hit licks, you never been thru the pain
just know this, let it go to your brain
just know this, let it go thru your vains
fake -ss n-gg-s better stop f-ckin’ claimin’

you don’t hit licks, you never been thru the pain
just know this, let it go to your brain
just know this, let it go thru your vains
fake -ss n-gg-s better stop f-ckin’ claimin’

[verse 2]
my flow got your head spinnin’ like a rodeo
n-gg-s playin’ both sides like a stereo
n-gg-s envy cause my f-ckin’ aura indigo
but imma take them down like i’m rey mysterio
(smackdown!)
i’m in my zone, i ain’t no clone, let you know
i’m original, these facts i said, better go to your f-ckin’ dome
imma just go hard till i’m gone
b-tch imma ball!
b-tch you better know, i’m ’bout to make it killin’ for sure
you see my aura glow
struggle made me strong
world left scars on my f-ckin’ soul
that’s why i’m i so f-ckin’ cold
it’s up to me how far will i go
now it’s on, imma be prague town’s very own
straigh facts goin’ off the throat
that’s just a way i was born
king of the motherf-ckin’ throne

people hidin’ from the truth, like chameleons
keep on grindin’ and imma make it milions
i ain’t doin’ it for fun, i do it on purpose
spreadin’ the wisdom, that cannot be purchased
killin’ fake rappers, put their bodies in he-rs-s
imma king of this city, n-gg- you heard it
so yall better watch out, or yall might get murdered
these fake rapper’s sh-t ain’t worth it
weed and liquor, only things they worship
i swear to god, they’d better stop talkin’ bullsh-t

[outro]
yeah, i’m out
i spent too much time to clear it out
and if you’re fake?
don’t even put my name in your mouth
b-tch -ss n-gg-



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