Phil The Agony

Phil The Agony - Thousand Words lyrics

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(feat. Raekwon, Self Scientific) 



[Intro: Raekwon] 

Yeah, pass the purpleish shit, man 

Lex Diamond, hit that, hit that, hit that 

Word up, this for my son, right here 

Phil the Ag', what up nigga 

Yo, E, yo E, go do that for me, you heard? 

West Coast style, huh, Ice Water 'em out, you heard? 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Phil the Agony, yeah, who got ya back? 

Ice Water Inc., ya head? 

Baby boy, 2004 shit, nigga, just forget it 



[Raekwon] 

Aiyo, I run every coast that I ran, I do a real nigga move 

Make the young niggaz show me a plan 

Guaranteed make all of them stand, like a hundred thousand 

And better, the sweater that I rock is a grand 

When you see me coming through your yard 

I play the hood, with a real look, steel on my leg, in a van 

Kill niggaz, pop they mans, stop they plans 

Why, cuz Ice Water got it popping, that's fam 

We take it from here to here, anybody violate the system 

That's my word, a nigga gon' hear 

We rep Staten, plus all of the Latins in Los Angeles 

And bad cracks up and hit Manhattan 

Take it to a new level, all of us, Maybach bikes 

Hit the circle, come through looking special 

Shout out the team, yo Agony, you and your dogs 

Keep them things on cocked and splash on 'em 



[Chorus x2: DJ Khalil] 

A thousand words to a picture 

Will paint your reflection in a mirror 

So you can see the trigger side clearer 

West Coast, Cuban Link, down to my knees 

With the best scope, weed to smoke, back on the street 



[Chace Infinite] 

We the ones that you running from 

The ones pulling guns from under the polo knitted and make you fitted 

Not finished, the real Chace Infinite, a passionate lyricist 

Most rappers I hate, this nigga Rae was an influence 

To build an indistructable frame, I excel, but entertain 

I wish a nigga would, say my name, wish a nigga would play those games 

Strong Arm Steady Gang, the illest niggaz on the mic from L.A 

Phil burn a bag of the haze, and I'm having visions of CREAM airs 

With the blue light, Marvin Gaye dripping 

Chace is a visual spectacle, and see the raw clear through my cardiere 

Spectacle frames, type of nigga that'll twist my slang 

With double meaning like, nigga I'mma about my chance 

If you get it, then we kicking the same 

I'm a poet, that paint black & white pictures in a colorful frame 



[Chorus x2] 



[Phil the Agony] 

Aiyo, back like I never left, rap like I'm back with the rest 

Yup, with all of my niggaz, right on the steps 

Cinematic view for the listeners, who paint pictures 

Write scriptures, flip it on radio transisters 

Listen up, get your bonds up, as far as us, we stay up to speed 

Buckling up, whose fucking with us? 

Immobilize your enterprise, stabilize all of your guys 

Prepare yourself for two thousand and five 

Live since '95, surviving, what we striving for, y'all 

We got our families to feed plus we need more ends 

They depending on us, the government is taxing us up 

They see that I'm black, they want me in cuffs 

Enough to make your nigga fall back, analyze 

We on the front line, getting the good, keep the hood in mind 

Design like, one of the best, architechts, building the net 

Tell 'em some shit, you'll never forget 



[Chorus x2] 



[Outro: scratches by DJ Khalil] 

"Strong Arm" 

"Steady muthafucka" 

"Strong Arm, Strong Arm" 

"The shit that I'm repping is steady" 

"Y'all not ready"
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Language: English

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