Lyrics iPHoNe 12 - Prxjek

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You know COVID-19 really got me fucked up man
Yeah, aye

I'm in the booth and I'm coughing, I'm sick
I ain't recover yet but I just wanted to spit
Even if I was up on my deathbed
I would do this shit without a fucking assist
Won't give me a break, want to get up in my face?
I got COVID-19, don't got time for this shit
No time to play, better mind what you say
I can flip any day if you really insist
I put you in a crate, serve your head on a plate
Leave it all up to fate, just keep talking your shit
Your heart on a stake, what a pretty display
Hung in front of my place, let the neighbors witness
Straight cap in your raps when we all know you ain't hard
You wanna jump, then I'm breaking your ankle
I keep my mental as sharp as a chainsaw
I'll rip out your fucking tongue so you can't talk

I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, uh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh
I'm so pissed off I can't taste
IPhone 12 recognizes my face, yuh

I just want to give a quick shout-out to my doctor for
You know, tellin' me to just ride out COVID
You know, just ride it out
That was five months ago man
Uh, my taste and smell is still fucked up and uh, it kinda sucks
Fuck

Time for the second verse, sick with the shit that I spit
You should prolly come check my damn temperature
To my competitors, I am the predator
Flexing whenever because I'm the better one, yuh
Bitch, I go hella dumb
Level your mental, don't step, no, you better run
I am a veteran, you want the evidence?
Step against me, end up in the sediment, yuh
I recorded this while I was sick
Aye, fuck friends, bitch, I rather hit a lick
I'm bout to go 100 like I'm Mob Psycho
In this bitch, once I get started, I bet I won't miss
Thinking you a rival, make it look like suicide
When I take your life
I'll run that blade into your motherfucking wrist
And erase you from this planet, I'll be laughing like a maniac
And I'm gonna celebrate up on the day
I see you don't exist

Yuh, I'm so sick of being sick
And I'm so sick of them trying to talk shit
Yuh, I'm so sick of being sick
And I'm so sick of them trying to talk shit
Yuh, I'm so sick of being sick
And I'm so sick of them trying to talk shit
Yuh, I'm so sick of being sick
And I'm so sick of them trying to talk shit