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letra de quite phrankly - the phats brothers

verse 1 (lil phats):

and all i ever heard was life’s a b-tch and then you die
but if i die, would my rhymes reside and represent the time when i rockin’ sublime with a bag of pine on my mind and lsd on my spine, i’m like phuck it – i feel fine. so i climb the charts while i’m grabbing they hearts and this is art; i’m bob ross in a pair of bball shorts. but of course, i ain’t forcing you to peep what i spit. that’s why the radio is bleeping all my shit in your whip. this shit hits deeper than the casket of a trick that snitched, i’m a black sheep in the pasture withcha b-tch on my d-ck. i got two for the flinch, you just a tool, what a wrench. i’m making tunes in my bedroom tryna figure out rent. past due, who’d a knew i’d a grew from the phool, who used to sit in the pews every tues in grade school? i had it screwed up, but never did i screw up. caz even when i grew up, i blew a few blunts and renewed honor roll

hook:

quite phrankly my clothes smellin’ stanky
that suit game proper got me feeling like phranky
quite phrankly my clothes smellin’ stanky
that suit game proper got me feeling like phranky
quite phrankly, quite phrankly, my clothes smellin’ stanky
quite phrankly, quite phrankly, my suit game proper got me feeling like phranky

verse 2 (al phats):

and i’m racing through my dreams feeling just like inception. i swear i had the right ideas and some real good intentions. forgot to mention, get the soul and the flow from scarface the reverend. i remain independent, don’t need no deal and chain to know that i meant it. i use these words i’m spitting out as my penance, to get these thoughts off my mind and i put em into your presence. i hope by now it’s evident that i spit a little different; not necessarily elegant, i like to rhyme with temperance. i like to make my entrance repping those i often reference. pac and big may be gone but they left their rhymes remembrance. in a time when people listened to your lines they made a difference, using written bars setting mommas up with the severance. i bear resemblance to my father, he was the one that bothered. put music in my heart and set examples like a martyr, but i’ll go way farther in life – if i pick up this pen and change some lives with the mic. i’m like phranky

(hook)

- the phats brothers

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