PHIL is a 20 year old upcoming artist from Chicago, producing for underground chicago hip hop rappers he began getting exposure by his beats. Producing his whole Cool Chicago album,
PHIL tells a story of a boy finding himself during the hard obstacles in his life to become a man. Doing drugs and dri...
[Hook]
All black
Ridin' with my dreams and I'm strapped
Seat belt with the fam in the back
Driving in the land you can get you car jacked if you lack
Like nah fuck that
Ridin' with my dreams and I'm strapped
Cock back got the fam to protect
Driving in the land you can get you car jacked if you lack
Like nah fuck that
[Bella Bahhs Verse]
My niggas bossed up, so you know we keep the bangers
You niggas washed up, keep the muhfuckin hangers
Hang it up, you don't wanna see the Iron Man, like yous a fuckin Mandarin fan
Flow hotter than a bitch, goddamn, need a fuckin mechanical fan
Cool me off, you don't wanna piss me off when I'm off with the fam and we creepin through the land in a muhfuckin lamb and my mans got they pistols on they pants and they hands ready, aim steady, shooting for the stars, and I'm shooting for my gods, fuck you talmbout
When I'm praying to ya God, he on't talk back
He lackin in the city where we can't lack
All black
I was looking for the light but I found the lighter, and I couldn't find a job but I got hire (higher), I was looking for the truth but I found a liar
Lie your head on my shoulder, I'm here to hold ya above this water, it's storming, it's pouring, you're gonna need a boat
When the rain comes down and the pain's profound, you're gonna need some hope, need some hope
[Hook]
[PHIL's Verse]
In hell its not cheap
Cost an arm & leg to get ahead preach
Need A.C
In this school of hard knocks
Look in the classroom & there's no screech
Comic Relief
Saved by the bell but not in streets
Thieves leave you leaking
You bark up the wrong tree
Fleas keeps you ticking
Protect yo pedigree
My Dawg are hungry like
Liquid candy they squeeze
Just to eat
Just to dream
Niggas have to rest in peace
No sleep
To get str8
Niggas have to get creased
Devil tease
Lord please
Hear my pled
Help me feed
My fams need
The Lines too fucking busy
God damn
You can't answer my calls
So Now I'm grabbing my balls
You Pose to catch if I fall
Now it's walk before crawl
Ass backwards
Can't even front at all
Not an actor
But money talks
A nigga trying conversate
Many years of pain
Nigga trying compensate
The cost of living
Who tf gotta pay
Gripping on to faith
Praying they dont convenscate
So im like Nah fuck that
Run yo desires I need that
I don't usually do this
I know it kinda foolish
But you gon be the fool
If you lack
Catch me in
[Hook]
[PHIL's 2nd Verse]
Fuck that
All black
Im strapped
Cock back
Aim blast
Dame dash
Yes Roc a fella
And than dash
Petty cash
Pretty sad
Homicides progress
But I
Retrospect what the future lies
Neglect past
Cataracts in the present I
Counteract with cannabis
Clear my eyes
Headless analysis ahead of time
Abstract mind
Impact the paralyze
Make hell rise
Angels in heavens die
Feel it in the air tonight
See with a pair of ir-is
Every line
Phil's Collins (calling) to be in another paradise
But in this land niggas are trying take it
Covering dreams
Leaving reality naked
Raping yo ears
Fucking you with fibs
Coloring fears
The truth I'm painting
Get scared
& they praying a nigga don't never change
But I'm blessed with common sense
& also stressed for change
Good music gets bench
U not balling in the game
Lil nigga get stitched
Like Lilo damn shame
So im like Nah fuck that
Run yo desires I need that
I don't usually do this
I Know it kinda foolish
But you gon be the fool
If you lack
Catch me in
[Bella Bahhs singing]
Don't turn ya back on us
We really need some love
Ain't that ubiquitous?
We all need your love x2
[PHIL's 3rd verse]
Facts all up in this package
See delivery imagine
The hunger
Food for thought
Put into action
Feed the brain
Rachet with the rachet
Just patching
My anger
When the banger bangs
Leave blood stains
Flood bank
Smoke dank
High now im over
The fact that I kill
For bills
Been wit the shit since shit gets real
All Black was produced by PHIL The Artist.