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9287 Video (MV)




Performed By: Phrinko
Length: 2:23
Written by: Robert Brooks




Phrinko - 9287 Lyrics




Far from another clone
My mind's been around the globe
The world in my hands
Ima make it my stronghold
Tight with the fist-grip
Stupid, go dimwit
Ripping, we don't hit shit
To break it down we broke, they
F*ck it up, I fix it
My dude, he whip a stick-shift
She tell me to stick it in
She talking while her jaw broke
F*ck the f*cking law code
I'm breaking through your blocked road
I'm ill to the core
(Your swag is a barcode)

Best price ain't the best 'fit
Alive, but I'm dead, shit
Over where the hedge is
Brain dumb, I'm headless
Sanity, that's dead shit
'Lot of weight when the deadlift
Rabbit hole calling
Falling over where the ledge is
And there ain't no crawling out
Shit spin back around
The world is cracking down
And we dun' crossed that line a long time ago
Like back around when we couldn't cope
Hopeless for motives
Sold it to hold it
Whole life anamorphic
Widescreen, believing he could see what was spoken
Rollercoaster ride, going down as he rode it
Way off track
Ain't no steering back

Old tricks, new cards in my hand
Devil made the same offer again
It feels awesome, my friend
Looking lost in the wind

But as the breeze goes by
You don't see no time
Only feel more blind
And what you think you know
Isn't real, all lies
Only the truth could free my mind
Free my mind
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Far from another clone
My mind's been around the globe
The world in my hands
Ima make it my stronghold
Tight with the fist-grip
Stupid, go dimwit
Ripping, we don't hit shit
To break it down we broke, they
F*ck it up, I fix it
My dude, he whip a stick-shift
She tell me to stick it in
She talking while her jaw broke
F*ck the f*cking law code
I'm breaking through your blocked road
I'm ill to the core
(Your swag is a barcode)

Best price ain't the best 'fit
Alive, but I'm dead, shit
Over where the hedge is
Brain dumb, I'm headless
Sanity, that's dead shit
'Lot of weight when the deadlift
Rabbit hole calling
Falling over where the ledge is
And there ain't no crawling out
Shit spin back around
The world is cracking down
And we dun' crossed that line a long time ago
Like back around when we couldn't cope
Hopeless for motives
Sold it to hold it
Whole life anamorphic
Widescreen, believing he could see what was spoken
Rollercoaster ride, going down as he rode it
Way off track
Ain't no steering back

Old tricks, new cards in my hand
Devil made the same offer again
It feels awesome, my friend
Looking lost in the wind

But as the breeze goes by
You don't see no time
Only feel more blind
And what you think you know
Isn't real, all lies
Only the truth could free my mind
Free my mind
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Writer: Robert Brooks
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