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Awon & Phoniks & Peebs the Prophet
[Intro: Awon]
Yeah, the air been smelling strange
[Verse 1: Awon]
As I inhale and mutate from these chemtrails, I become adamantium
Y'all rappers been frail, spitting stale when you exhale, call me Sir, Allah, or Lancinum
I'm the Phantom of the Opera, the beast in the Colosseum
Hip-hoppers need more monotheism
It's only one life, one love, one king, and that's some real shit
Phoniks beats keep the bitches on the dizznit
You gotta be on morphine if you don't feel this
I'm on that Prodigy, I got you stuck off the realness
See, the way we move got you thinking we are real rich
That's your point of view, I need a mask 'cause I'm real sick
Salzburg flu and Ebola I would throw you
Bars plus brute, in the Rover I come over
Smash your chick, take your shit, ash my blunts on your couch
Don't kiss that skeezer 'cause I put it in her mouth
Akinyele-style, nah, I'm just kidding, but don't do it
A hole so big that a calf can go through it
And I been nice since I rocked with Soul Students
Chemtrails in the air got the bars so stupid
Phoniks looped it, hoping that I touch it
Chicks sending me nudes 'cause they hoping that I crush it
And I ain't even won it, all I need is a good read
Steaks medium well, Merlot and some good weed
Adventure Time with seeds, Netflix with the wifey
But you a customer lined up for some Nikes
I no-homo everything just like I'm Riley
You do it to impress another saw just more likely
I'll pass, keep a wad of cash and my grass
When I was your age I was tryna get some ass
But that was in the past, hit the flask and reminisce
'Bout the grimy old days 'fore dudes became chicks
[Hook: Awon]
These days, something about these days
Something about these days a little bit strange
Something about these planes
Something about these planes a little bit strange
These days, something about these days
Something about these days a little bit strange
Something about these planes
Something about these planes a little bit strange
[Verse 2: Peebs the Prophet]
There's something that I can't seem to put my finger on
This world is music to my ears and all I really wanna do is sing along
All you lyrical wizards can sit back and swing a wand
It ain't a game when I'm coming for the throne that the king is on
Don't blame the world for the evil that you bring upon
Sing a simple song until the melody calm
Rap cats committing felony fraud from here to Tel Aviv
My name is Peebs the Prophet, I could never be wrong
And I could never be caught up in the lies of my time
Thinking we all crap inside of our mind, try and rewind
Awon stay calm, Phoniks drop a napalm to your crew
'Til you rolling with ghosts like Raekwon
[Hook: Awon]
These days, something about these days
Something about these days a little bit strange
Something about these planes
Something about these planes a little bit strange
These days, something about these days
Something about these days a little bit strange
Something about these planes
Something about these planes a little bit strange
[Verse 3: Awon]
Y'all some Photoshop niggas, ain't you happy that I'm hungry
No video with fake asses or fake money
Pride is the one thing you can't take from me
I do this for the riches and the Playboy bunny
I do this to spread positive words through the world
I'm the creator, you the customer who just got served
Taste the fruit, see the color, eat swine and stay blind
I inhale chemtrails and get high out my mind
How rappers get dropped and they just got signed?
I'm going for mine with weapons by Einstein
Rolling up pine and sipping wine in my shrine
Sade on the solos, it's a crime
Bagging up dimes and cutting lines of the cokey
Keep 'em up 48 hours like Nick Nolte
Me, I never fall for the okey-dokey
You quick to put your foot in the game like hokey pokey
I know some bureaucrats in Washington wanna smoke me
For telling the truth to the youth, it just provokes me
To be more provocative, call up Dick Gregory
My mind in my brain, my soul ten steps ahead of me
Chem Trails was written by Peebs the Prophet & Awon.
Chem Trails was produced by Phoniks.
Awon & Phoniks released Chem Trails on Mon Oct 26 2015.