Текст песни Phantom Feeling - Yamin Semali

New shit, who dis
Please excuse any undue rudeness as I do this
But I′m cold as Ice that's Cubic signed to Ruthless, yeah
But to be fair, it′s y'all who moved me here
To the future where there's no more room to err
Now let′s play truth or dare
Right hand on your holy book
Tell me that you don′t be shook
When you hear my name, lowkey hoping that it's overlooked
Now you can plead the fifth or either this
Send me a diss with no subliminals and we′ll see what sticks, and stones
I'll pick a bone
And keep it for my collection if it fits my throne
And come to find out that I′m the shit, yo I wish I'd known
Some people can′t stand me, they just sit at home, ha
Now what's beef when you still learning to chew your meat
From a booster seat
Legs dangling when you move your feet
Don't bite off no more than you can eat if you′re too petite,
This shit′s too easy, it's like shooting skeet
With nukes for heat

Body to mind, mind to ya spirit
Cock aim then, bang
Yeah, I know you hear it
Still earshot even though you ain′t near it
And you can cut it off but I bet you still feel it

I wrote a couple verses that I hope to not record
These demons want my energy
This time they got ignored
You start to recognize that you're a prisoner of war
When negativity is paying visits to your door

Now who′s that peeking in my window
Better move back
All eyes on me and yes,I do too pack
Digital underground
You can download my new app
Daily notifications sent reminding you that you wack
You know where the proof's at
They cut my head off but it grew back
They stare like they seeing a ghost
When they see me approach
Interrupting their group chat
The shit that I do with a 2-track
Got people reacting like sumac
I′m pumping this shit like brew tap,
Allow me to lace up your bootstraps
I must've been born in a manger
They calling me lord and the savior
They coming with more of the same
But you already know I got more in the chamber
I'm puffing on 31 flavors
They stuck on that thirty one pacers
I′m moving on up the majors
So You can feel it, but nothing can save ya

Ooh what′s that baby,
Just that phantom feeling,
Just that phantom feeling,
I say baby, you can cut me off,
But you're still gonna feel that phantom feeling,
So fuck your feelings

Body to mind, mind to ya spirit
Cock aim then, bang
Yeah, I know you hear it
Still earshot even though you ain′t near it
And you can cut it off but I bet you still feel it