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Performed By: Lyrically Clever
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Ethan Carr




Lyrically Clever - Phases Lyrics
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I'm going through these phases, man, I think it's time to change
People always thinking that I'm mentally insane
All the pain in my brain, it's making me feel drained
I write these songs to make me feel better
It's all going down, it's making me wanna slit my throat with a knife, call me grim
Reaper cause you know I got the scythe, it's gotten to the point
Just send me the cocaine, just so I can maintain all this motherf*cking pain
Everyone thinking I'm just here to entertain, but nobody ever listens, I'm just trying to explain
I just gotta do a line so I can maintain
I'ma go silent, let me switch into my f*cking lame
Handed me a G, making sure to tell the strain, I got the good kind, it's hitting like a train (like a train)
I can feel it running through my veins
If you smoking with me, then you know what I'm explaining
You smoke too much, man, stop your complaining
If you smoking with me, only one gon' be remaining
Gotta speed it up, gonna shift into gear
I just wanna die, don't burst into tears
Me and Logan gonna be your worst f*cking fear
Eyes real bright, like headlights on a deer
Only take what's given cause you know that we're poor
Hearing them sounds, five knocks on my door
Gotta go fast, gonna make this f*cking last
Gonna leave your ass dead, putting ten bullets to your head
Put the body in the bed, got me thinking it's a joke
Making use of all the bullets till you f*cking choke
Gonna rob your ass, I'mma leave you f*cking broke
I'm going through these phases, man, I think it's time to change
People always thinking that I'm mentally insane
All the pain in my brain, it's making me feel drained
I write these songs to make me feel better
It's all going down, it's making me wanna slit my throat
With a knife, call me grim reaper, cause you know I got the scythe, it's gotten to the point
Send me the cocaine, just so I can maintain
All this motherf*cking pain
Everyone thinking I'm just here to entertain, but nobody ever listens, I'm just trying to explain
I just gotta do a line so I can maintain
I'mma go silent, let me switch into my f*cking lane
Handing me a G, making sure to tell the strain, I got the good kind, it's hitting like a train
I can feel it running through my veins
If you smoking with me, then you know what I'm explaining
You smoke too much, man, stop your complaining
If you smoking with me, only one gon' be remaining
Gotta speed it up, gonna shift into gear
I just wanna die, don't burst into tears
Me and Logan gonna be your worst f*cking fear
Eyes real bright, like headlights on a deer
Only take what's given cause you know that we're poor
Hearing them sounds, five knocks on my door
Gotta go fast, gonna make this f*cking last
Gonna leave your ass dead, putting ten bullets to your head
Put the body in the bed, don't be thinking it's a joke
Making use of all the bullets till you f*cking choke
Gonna rob your ass, I'mma leave you f*cking broke
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I'm going through these phases, man, I think it's time to change
People always thinking that I'm mentally insane
All the pain in my brain, it's making me feel drained
I write these songs to make me feel better
It's all going down, it's making me wanna slit my throat with a knife, call me grim
Reaper cause you know I got the scythe, it's gotten to the point
Just send me the cocaine, just so I can maintain all this motherf*cking pain
Everyone thinking I'm just here to entertain, but nobody ever listens, I'm just trying to explain
I just gotta do a line so I can maintain
I'ma go silent, let me switch into my f*cking lame
Handed me a G, making sure to tell the strain, I got the good kind, it's hitting like a train (like a train)
I can feel it running through my veins
If you smoking with me, then you know what I'm explaining
You smoke too much, man, stop your complaining
If you smoking with me, only one gon' be remaining
Gotta speed it up, gonna shift into gear
I just wanna die, don't burst into tears
Me and Logan gonna be your worst f*cking fear
Eyes real bright, like headlights on a deer
Only take what's given cause you know that we're poor
Hearing them sounds, five knocks on my door
Gotta go fast, gonna make this f*cking last
Gonna leave your ass dead, putting ten bullets to your head
Put the body in the bed, got me thinking it's a joke
Making use of all the bullets till you f*cking choke
Gonna rob your ass, I'mma leave you f*cking broke
I'm going through these phases, man, I think it's time to change
People always thinking that I'm mentally insane
All the pain in my brain, it's making me feel drained
I write these songs to make me feel better
It's all going down, it's making me wanna slit my throat
With a knife, call me grim reaper, cause you know I got the scythe, it's gotten to the point
Send me the cocaine, just so I can maintain
All this motherf*cking pain
Everyone thinking I'm just here to entertain, but nobody ever listens, I'm just trying to explain
I just gotta do a line so I can maintain
I'mma go silent, let me switch into my f*cking lane
Handing me a G, making sure to tell the strain, I got the good kind, it's hitting like a train
I can feel it running through my veins
If you smoking with me, then you know what I'm explaining
You smoke too much, man, stop your complaining
If you smoking with me, only one gon' be remaining
Gotta speed it up, gonna shift into gear
I just wanna die, don't burst into tears
Me and Logan gonna be your worst f*cking fear
Eyes real bright, like headlights on a deer
Only take what's given cause you know that we're poor
Hearing them sounds, five knocks on my door
Gotta go fast, gonna make this f*cking last
Gonna leave your ass dead, putting ten bullets to your head
Put the body in the bed, don't be thinking it's a joke
Making use of all the bullets till you f*cking choke
Gonna rob your ass, I'mma leave you f*cking broke
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Writer: Ethan Carr
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