Named after the name of the beat, pretty solid lyrical song with a lot of attitude. Beat by Dave Geres
The Phlame
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The Phlame
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Lyrics
Stitches deep
Deep stitches or you sleep
I speak that, ol English
Drinkin ol English
Cold colts and kingers
My roll is contingent
On who’s rollin wit us
Cuz i keep folded digits
and blow smoke like chimney
aint nobody hittin me
fists up, I got fisted muthafucks
who never miss a punch
like ya sneakers is stuck
they better teach ya to duck
like Donald
extra cheese like Ronald
im the big cheese like cottage
sip vodka out the bottle
nothing but me water
and nothing could be hotter
then P heezy comma
the heat, steam like sauna
I lean to drama
Cuz I need the compe-tition
I promise
the bass drum bomber
dissin godfather
Cross t’s and dot the
i’s, g’s in my wallet,
i creep on ya crew
squeeze like anaconda
10 deep, 3 behind the
seat with 9 irons
Chorus x2
(stitches deep, Deep stitches or you sleep) x3
for the minutes that I speak
or the music is complete, its heat
I run that, clear liquor game
Still spit sickest flames
Still grip the lyric game
With steal grip lyric fangs
Still pick up chickens
With Jameer nels quickness
I keep they heads spinnin
I got, Windmill bitches mayne
Philly wraps, philly hats
Philly feel me when I rap
Where you at?
Never said I was a city cat
I got motivation
To put emotion in my pages
Being discriminated
Against, provokes my greatest
So I toast to my haters
Throw my middle fingers
And smile while I instigate
Like my name was springer
I got anger problems
That pop up, when im poppin bottles
Swallow alcohol
Until its hollow to the bottom
My verses drop like bombin
I, rock like diamond
Ladies love me when im silent
But I’m hotter when im rhyming
I am, the reason
That you stay in defeat
Keep deep stitches
Deep stitches til you sleep
Chorus x2
(stitches deep, Deep stitches or you sleep) x3
for the minutes that I speak
or the music is complete, its heat
I’m throwing balled up fists
With a hole in my mouth
Bleeding out the cheek
And I’m STILLstill throwing down
Hello, hello
Nice to meet ya left eye
I wanna introduce the space
Between my fingers to ya neck, Hi!
I bet I, can bullshit what you spit
And make it taste it good
Call it gourmet shit
Put on my killa face bitch
Pick up my fist and
Show you what
I’m fitting to hit your face with
In case ya, forget I’m the motherfuckin matrix
Want ya memory gone? dog I can make it
Happen, dog, I can make it happen
Stitches in ya kisses and ya fingers when I’m acting
Don’t make me take action
Cause if I take action
The action’s gonna be bitch kid slappin
And you’s a bitch, kid asked it
feel it in ya sleep
Stitches deep, deep stitches til you sleep
Its heat
Yeah, stitches deep man
I keep on my modest
Street, don’t start with me, honest-ly
you are, bound to meet
the conca-rete
for con-testing
with the top dog of rap product
grim reap of wanna
be’s, take heed when im on the
beat,
you can receive stitches deep
deep stitches or you sleep
for the minutes that I speak
or the music is complete, its heat
