Phantom Troupe Bitch Aye SMD What is niggas talkin' bout man, PT we back on one You heard Dark lightning storms Rumble they sounding the horns All you gon' feel is my scorn The town set ablaze, I want you to mourn The first of the phase, the bodies get torn The war that I wage, you niggas is pawns The end of your days, you will not respawn Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom I want em exed I put the beat on a nigga, the heat on a nigga, he hexed Beam on his spine, guarantee it connect Got the bait on the line, got the addy through text Hallows attracted to opps Bussin his top, his melon and lead having sex F*ck all these niggas they getting me vexxed Can't love a bitch, middle fingers to next You'll die slow pure agony Come get another dead another casualty Its aftershock for any after me Evil energy in my anatomy I'm what they tend to think of as "catastrophe" New case charged me with Battery I been decimating rappers casually Blackbolt say the word, while world cut in half with the speech Headbutt a bullet Did what I would when they wouldn't MPH run to the fullest I was down all on my own, now I see levers I pull it Risking it, take what I couldn't Weather the storm Shout to the heavens and more You touch a phantom then bet that it better be gore Storming the gate taking heads if its war Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom When you see the drop top, move AK been a top shot (Ou) Niggas like "who shot, who shot" Toop many chops, too many red dots like Damn don't stop, don't stop Catching an opp and we leaving em leaking Bro be excited to mp, he be geekin' Pull up and spin now you news for the weekend Couple felons with weapons they ready to slide Know that you telling, be ready to die Cracking your melon and leaving you fried Jersey I left from the shore with the tide Maki get bodied, I'm open arms We been getting money, not my final form Damage done, you can't rewind the storm Any nigga stood up, you might find em torn This away, that a way I got demons lurking out of Piscataway Out of the cage so, I can't have a rattled day I woke up just to clear out the mag and spray Mobile suit Hathaway Mafty crafty, I been the main that they claim to be Don't f*ck with Sirens like a man of the sea If it happened, I commanded it thus Don't make demands nigga make decrees Run up on the gang turn em into dust In love with metal, got no time to rust Ya man been a pack, I do what I must Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom Dark lightning storms Rumble they sounding the horns All you gon' feel is my scorn The town set ablaze, I want you to mourn The first of the phase, the bodies get torn The war that I wage, you niggas is pawns The end of your days, you will not respawn Grrah, grrah, grrah-grrah, boom