Phonte, eLZhi - Not Here Anymore lyrics

[Phonte, eLZhi - Not Here Anymore lyrics]

Yo 9th Wonder
Phontigga charity Starts at Home
New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New Tigallo
New Tigallo

Went to the well and made a wish
Pray to God I stay around
Tigallo love to throw his weight around
On the same scale they weigh the fish
It's just what it seems
Sweet dreams are made of this
Holla at me if you ever been a
Underdog or set up a upset
Standing on the verge of your success
Steady bearing your soul to the world
You undressed
Surrounded by your successors and the
Whores you ain't fucked yet
That's how I was gettin it
I don't need the limelight
That's young nigga shit
I'm a OG and the G is for gentleman
Yes, Phontigga spit Amazon flame
Watch 9th rekindle it
Cause, I pad verses with the
Wisdom of my innocence lost
Two brothers, two peas in a pod
Two comeback seasons apart
Take it back to when I be in the park
Then rhyme 'til I couldn't see in the dark
So silly niggas betta be on ya guard
Long as breath is in my being
I'mma be on my job
With good music, got that good feel
A good meal, leafy greens, two veggies
Protein and a starch and I'm out
Right where I thought I'd be
It's another part of me
And the world's so sad to see
That I'm not here anymore

Wind blowing through the trees
Blue Bull City skies, 70 degrees
Te' embodies a architect and when
He rhyme about it
He body the whole alphabet, so bury me a G
My mama say she done enough worrying for me
So I'm done currying
Favor what you niggas groundhog
And spitting that same shit
Y'all Bill Murraying
My DC niggas say you bamas lack expurrience
Carolina on my mind like Steve Spurrier
I'm the courier
Carrying the word that with these verbs
That nigga Phonte's a little murderous
See a little nervousness
And a frown cause you know deep down
You ain't nice, just a little courteous
You just running game nigga
We the fucking tournament
You a temporary visa to a fucking permanent
Resident citizen, it's evident the denizens
Took over the big house on
Some Nat Turner shit shoulders back
Hair tied to the fucking firmament
Can't be like us, and fear no man
Niggas bleed like us, get
A fuckin' tourniquet, nigga
Right where I thought I'd be (oh oh, yeah)
It's another part of me (woah woah woah woah)
And the world's so sad to see
That I'm not here anymore

Check, I'm poetic while they po-thetic
I play they life like a movie and
In the end give 'em no credit
I was told to run it, so I grip the baton
And spit magic like it's pouring out
The tip of a wand don't trip
You ain't equipped to fix ya lip and respond
I plan to X you out like the man
Who hand you the script of Quran
Since life flipped
I'm getting chips in Milan pull dips
Push whips like the one from the
Clips in the Tron film
I blow your mental mass where your mind stem
Like a nine M-M right at your line trim
You must rewind him, the syllable sensei
Then bring ya to ya knees
The way biblical men pray
Or whores in a brothel
Cause, I spill ill from the grill
Like one who reveals sores
From their mouth hole
And if you only knew the
Shit that I been through
To paint the type of pictures my pen drew
Your label tries to fuck you
Your friends screw you over
Now you sober watching bad energy affect
The evils that men do
They fucking see through
I'm a sick flower that carry lines
Like when you click over on you dick blowers
And it sucks to be you
Right where I thought I'd be (oh oh, yeah)
It's another part of me (woah woah woah woah)
And the world's so sad to see
That I'm not here anymore

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