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letra de phantom troupe cypher - knight of breath

[verse 1: hisoka (jacob cass)]
boy, i keep an ace up my sleeve, what you know about me?
boy, you don’t know jack, i’m ’bout a king or a queen
i’m clubbing these boys, and i’m taking their heart
they got tears in their eyes when i run up their part
why that lil’ boy tryna run run
oh boy, that’s a stretch like gum gum
machi blow ’till i pop – that’s a dum dum
like you a fanboy, no chum chum
he play with a real brother, now he gon’
i tell you – you shoulda went home
ain’t a simp, son, you get left in a dome
know i can handle this biz on my own
you feel real power when i come in
if i feel your power – i’m coming
if i feel your power – i’m cumming
gon, if i feel your power – i’m cumming
[verse 2: n0bunaga (king k)]
it’s n0bunaga – no oda, uh
i pull the blade and it’s ova, yuh
cut a chain so closer, yuh
holding back, i done told you, yuh
it’s not something that i do well
with the gang – send you to h-ll
k!ll the opps – i won’t see a cell
move in silence, we will not fail
even if you sever a leg – you will not turn the tide
whenever i’m using my en – there is no place to hide
meaning when i’m mourning my friend – i won’t leave you alive
in a jar is where they’re all kept – i’ll find your scarlet eyes

[verse 3: feitan (vanquish)]
look at the horror, huh
ain’t nothing to body, your body n0body, i do it real cordial, huh
popping a head fast as popping a molly, you don’t get no warning, huh
p-ss me off – the temperature rising, feeling it warming, huh, do you feel it warming, huh
burning up – i’m smoking on that zaza pack, f-ck around and find out where the zaza at
i gave her just the tip, but that only hit the surface, shoulda turned around, and booked it like a manga rack
pain packer – this shorty packs a punch, in our webs, you just a light snack
got no kids, but i’m raising suns, k!ll to k!ll, and never look back

[verse 4: machi (knight of breath)]
took kurta down, and i’ll do it again
this group of kids can’t compare to my nen
one of the first in the troupe and hard with the pen
i string ’em up for my puppet show of the dead
cuts so deep – you’ll think i’ve got edge
don’t hold back – i’ll aim for the head
dealt with clowns so much, now it’s bread
intuition keeps me ahead
got no time to mourn, i’m a stone cold k!ller
phantoms – we’ll scare you like michael j’s thriller
hang ’em like decor in a fancy dinner
sewing up wounds – i regenerate winners
don’t matter who you are
if you mess with my boss
i’ll end you here, and now
in the ring let’s face off
[verse 5: kalluto (tastelessmage)]
talking tough and then i shred ’em all, their name is john doe when i make ’em fall
ain’t no ninja turtle when i shred this hurdle, smash your whole crew when we start to brawl
lose leaf, motherf-ckers falling off, you chose beef? then i’m f-cking popping off
ain’t no college rule, yet the knowledge cruel that you motherf-ckers are dropping off
who really wanna step to the zoldycks
paper on that ph – it can be corrosive
carry out the order i’ve been given – that’s the motive
stepping to the youngest, yet my power be explosive, and i be the coldest
just look into my eyes, boy
replacing clowns, and then i’m making sure you die, boy
i’m working non stop, to impress, then you’ll fly, boy
nothing but bones in this sh-t – talent dry, boy

[verse 6: phinks (walnutgod)]
b-tch
what the f-ck y’all n-ggas really thought this was
really thought you gon’ live after talking tough
like you f-cking with the troop, then your life is done, ok
hand to hand, you can not f-ck with the man
sh-ll crack, then we fry ’em like pans
give a f-ck ’bout we slaughtered your clan
talking tough, but when we pull up – he ran
we pull up – he dipping, he ducking
you f-ck with us – catch that boy slipping, we slump ’em
bring the chop to an opp, when we ripping – he running
get sent to the grave, yeah, we digging a dozen
he get sent to the grave, yeah, my n-ggas’ll bury ’em
like you can get rocked, b-tch, my power imperial
let it boom out the whip like a motherf-cking stereo
put the gang on my back, b-tch, you know that i carry hoes, b-tch
[verse 7: shalnark (afrolegacy)]
manipulate the system
i twist ’em to play the victim
incisions, man on a mission
from prisons the gang has risen
puppeteer – i hang your vision
they adhere to my decisions
rush of fear – they lose cognition
phantom troupe – the top division, yeah
nape hit – ackerman
plans shaped, quick hijack your fam
yeah, great, it’s the master plan
can’t break, we the maddest clan
one hundred eighty on their leaders
follow through – don’t need assistance
try to play me? turned to feeders
dom your crew with no resistance

[verse 8: franklin (professor kuro)]
frankly, i’m bored of you
fingers blasting super soaker, huh
finger tips are lazer pointers, uh
bodies flop when i poker, yuh
you can not f-ck with the troupe
when the requiem blew
dye the block a new hue
lotta red make an alchemist jewel
then we rob all your loot in a flash like who’s who
i don’t need me a tool, just my digits to shoot
boy, on jb i’m smooth, doffy, i point – bodies moves
giant frame can’t fit in my shoes, huh
i’m sipping on wine, so my minds
always violet with violence, i’m riding in silence
no talking, my arms rip through xylan
the dead keep on piling, let god do the filing, we off to an island

[verse 9: shizuku (rayku)]
the name is shizuku, you know when i come through
all eyes are on me, but i disregard you
combat abilities hot, you ain’t know this
cleaning up bodies, my tactics are soulless
a massacre? i’mma wind blinky up
you amateur? you’ll be down on your luck
stacking bodies, and i don’t need no truck
you mess with the troupe – you already been struck
number eight, but don’t get it twisted
suck you up like you never existed
take orders from chrollo – n0body you know
take what we want, and there’s nothing we owe
called the spiders, but you finna be squashed
if you don’t splat, then you finna be knocked
don’t give a f-ck ’bout no mercy or plea
i’m stronger than anyone you’d ever meet

[verse 10: pakunoda (keetheweeb)]
this glock i got is really something different
if you couldn’t tell – i’m on a separate mission
amnesia bullets like it’s something missing
these memory bombs finna get to bl!cking
i’mma rob your memory of its recollection
then pass it down to my webbed collective
if i ain’t there to see it – i just pray to chrollo
that they bite the bullets, and they get the message
dancing through the home of your cerebral
phantom troupe is really something evil
funny if you really think i need you
keep in mind – you’ll never be my equal
try to lie, i can read a fake
wipe your mind like a blank slate
piling bodies up, no dinner plate
try the gang – watch us seal your fate

[verse 11: bonolenov ($pitnotic)]
look like a buck from a shotty, while i’m filling up your shawty
and the wholes inside her body like i’m driving in an audi, uh
wake in a bugatti ’cause a coffin not as godly, uh
franklin let it ring, but he ain’t servicing the lobby
b-tch, i’m back, send ’em spinning – it’s a wrap
b-tch, we really from the dirt, that boy uvo run in back
kurta pack got me higher than a kite when i’m up inside the cat
i ain’t tripping if i’m right, nothing holier than that

[verse 12: uvogin (reyny daze)]
i don’t know what b-tches talking about
if you’re trying to test me – get an alternate route
i’m known for the way that i swing on a b-tch
so get done, or i’m putting the rocks to your mouth, uh
f-ck all the fake sh-t
f-ck all the people too p-ssy to say sh-t
i’m pushing ’em down and stomping their faces
i see what i want – i grab and i take it
i take it, i break it, i move with intention to k!ll
big body, and i’m back on the field
big body like some hands on a hill
now i’m bagging these bodies and leaving ’em still, uh
i am not the one to play with
you just a mini boss – i am the big bad
man, this a big pain, i never been sane
hit with a big bang, leave with an impact

[verse 13: kortopi (jixplosion)]
i say sh-t, homie, finna step into the court, i said i’ve been op, leave a b-tch holey for the wins only
and the way that i always be packing a pair, when the cap in the air it be twins on me
no time for screentime, they could never land a clip on me
i’mma twelve k!ller, and a counterfeiter like he playing the theme, i got simps on me, look
dot from the dark on the mug
popping your carcass, a dub
if you be talking – i put you below
like homeboy gon’ be watching the sub
i be up in the cups of your shawty, now she gon’ be duplicating
make her bend, now she do the matrix
now your crew be wading, in the god they making
when i’m finished with ’em, they in twos filleted ’em

[verse 14: chrollo (kbn chrollo)]
pay me in hard cash, i’m making grave stones
i’ll add it to my stage, uvogin break bones
hide all the bone ash, machi go take note
my web works tied in the network
medic unneeded, we lose a body, we replace a body, i don’t wanna grieve
if i start a grieving i’mma make a hobby, start exploding bodies, no eye for an eye, that’s an eye for everything
i hold all the strings, phinks go charge a swing, while i exploit a king
there’s no calming me, destroy your following, i love victory and your misery
hunters get crossed off the a-list
then added to my back and plus to the payment
i’m not a stylist, i know that they patient
the end of the day, i know dead can not say sh-t, uh

- knight of breath

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