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Planet Phonk

by Tom Solar

[Hook: Tom Solar]
This a party on Planet Phonk
Na na, what you flying on?
This a party on Planet Phonk
Na na, watch your spinal chord

[Verse 1: Tom Solar]
Finished with saying I'm tired of rap
Ain't no hater, you mired the facts
I admire the acts all across the map
East, West, South, North and back
Behold the cats all up on the track, breath ensnares, rare artifacts, we
Attack the night air to fight the titans, devils in the brain, the soul just tightens
Awareness heightens, break the mold by breaking bad
Capture the night and
Embrace the rapture, it ain't for the righteous
Puffing on ice in the planet of vices, and
Purple haze in the aura, the tone of the place is amazing
A wee bit scary but good for the bones, I'm already aching for more
Let us all board the spaceship and get on the floor, pop and lock 'til we die from rigamortis, contortionists
Twisting mother nature into crooked joints, sucking the vapor
We will fuck up the game if we learn they've tooken the points we earned
With the void we flirt, know about dirt and worse, and the movers of it all, heed the troubadour
Break

[Hook: Tom Solar]
This a party on Planet Phonk
Na na, what you flying on?
This a party on Planet Phonk
Na na, watch your spinal chord
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[Verse 2: Black N Mild Child]
Any given time of the day, pop a xanny bar, smoke a J, now I'm melting away
High so high oh lord, we face to face, I hope you hear my praise
Day by day I'm sipping out the 40 ounce, puff purple haze
Life can get entangled, help me find my way up out this maze
I been up rolling in bed, I been rolling the weed up, I'm tweaking, it's all in my head
Fucking and dipping on bitches, I get it, I'm evil, you hate me, they all want me dead
I think I'm going insane cause the flow in my brain is outrageous, just give me the bread
We are just slaves in the temple of rage, I been fucked up for days, like I ain't got regrets

[Verse 3: Tom Solar]
Every week I get paranoia that I'm gonna die without leaving a mark
Leaf in the park, dried up recoiled, so tired of light that I'm peeping the dark
Inspired by fire and caves of cold lakes, things afloat, shit giving me the cold shakes
But these are the breaks and I ain't for wasting a second on tales of sure fakes
Stories of history never took place, I'll get off the stage when we all on the same page
Pass the blunt, ass numb, pump the blood up a bit, I got the cold veins
Word, R.I.P. to Cobain, I need to hurt the enemy that broke Kurt
Families that hold court, murder kings to cover horrible things
Lords of the rings, trade a soul for a purse, but then never open a thing
I don't know what I'll find in the mirror, the fear is for real, it's taking a shape
It's make or break, forgive the cliché, I'm giving it these days to those who'll smoke me for nothing but hearsay
Fuck it, I'm pronouncing this Pour-Yourself-a-Beer-Day

[Hook: Tom Solar]
This a party on Planet Phonk
Na na, what you flying on?
This a party on Planet Phonk
Na na, watch your spinal chord