Lyric

(Phiik)

One big flash

Disappear

It’s clear

That you play

Ghost

I’m steering

Out the 

Left lane

Give a fuck

About what 

You say most

Last champ 86

Right thumb flipping

Baby flicks

Goin dumb

You a dumbass

Don’t ask

Me why

My stomach sick

Run of the mill

Funny times

Clouds fall behind 

The sunny side

Rappers bundle up

And end up

A flying object

Unidentified

You all fried

Coffee on

The fire escape

Is not a vibe

Liable to 

Rock capes

Y’all wake up

And commit 

Superhero suicide 

 you and I

Not the same

A shame

You would stain

A beacon 

Of light

My main focus

When I

Feel hopeless

Is treating

Myself right

You a self righteous

Scumbag 

I’ll always have 

The slight

Of way

Talking smack

In a dark room

Just hope tomorrow

You have

A brighter day

Nothing to

Say 

The delay 

Was felt

Right off

The impact

Of cold facts

Here today

But next month

You’ll never

Get your

Shit back

Til the 

Last stack

Majority of

Rappers are actors

When dropping

The ball

My call outs

Remain the

Stain of

Defining factors

I’m nasty

And rude

In a public setting

Like todd packer

I chew 

The fat

Dirty bastard

Nobody ever

Falling out

The sky faster

Master of

The craft

Last survival

Of 

The raft boats

I get live

Every chance

I got

So Im always

Keeping the

Stash close

Bash those

Who disagree

My name phiik

I’m pushin P

Bout as helpful

As welts

On my face

Or losing the

Car keys

One big flash

Disappear

It’s clear

That you play

Ghost

I’m steering

Out the 

Left lane

Give a fuck

About what 

You say most

(A.Valley)

Valley phantom

Shooting ectoplasm

At phony phantoms

From my mental chasm

My Spirit spasms, Uncharted anthems

Lately I been holding randsom

All the worlds fallacies

Crushing em in my grinder

Smoking away the tragedies

Flush my roaches with the shit

You use to fertilize

Giving nutrients to your crops

Rotten tomatoes rise

Cut the Bull shit

Maneuver of the manure

I guess that’s why I’m perfectly

Circumsized

Life circumstances make the

Circumference of my circle the size of a pinhole

Pen been swole

Like the elphantitus

Blessed with the touch of Midas

Give daily thanks

To the highest

Kinda biases

False philosophies

Check your cartography

Doubting yaself

I proceed with perfect alchemy

Tearing down tapestries

Of 24hour heroes

Read uou like a book

Your numerics

Dewy decimal

Push the pen like percival

I become inertia tho

And evolve into a higher mind state

Been great before great was a word

In my vocab

Victory smoked pigs

The best at making slabs

Leave her mouth full of kids

Plan B ain’t sold in the back

Remember every right and wrong

I’m the best at keeping tabs

Tater the game

Rip, rip

I’m the best at making rags

Flip em over wholesale

Now that’s Rags to riches

Step by step in this garden

Watch out for snakes and snitches

Mind ya bidness

One quick flash

Expel you into a worm whole

Anatomy of a black star

So gravitas been on swole

Hand full of things

Only what I control

The rest I demolish

Unpolished

Acetone