Phat Rob – Special

Phat Rob – Special Lyrics

Artist: Phat Rob
Song: Special

Ayo, the hot rhyme special, my rhyme special
Eating up a pencil like a fried rice special
Flow fit for the throne, I rhyme special
Think you bad to the bone, the guys might get you

I do it special, Bobby do it special
Take a number 2 pencil, use it super special
Spaghetti bone bend you, bloody sauce, house special
I’m special at a high class venue in Nike sweat suit

Air sprayed timbs, custom with the white stencil
Bucket hat match add flash to the mental
Hop out the black jag, flash cash I’ma spend too
Real life film festival, life is exceptional

The streets got real life movie prop collectibles
Hit them in the head leave them dead or turn n#gg#s vegetable
Miserable, situations getting sticky like tentacles
They’ll never mention you in rap’s greats convos

One of the first to get named is me, I get mentioned pronto
You n#gg#s down low, ground floor, bas#ment, sewer
I’m the penthouse suite, top floor, expensive condo
With the luxury shoes, & balcony views

Coming from the gutter even hustlers’ll vouch for me too
Sound of the street mu-sician, I use sick sh#t
Microphone Cowboy dual, don’t challenge me fool
Ayo, the hot rhyme special, my rhyme special

Eating up a pencil like a fried rice special
Flow fit for the throne, I rhyme special
Think you bad to the bone, the guys might get you
I do it special, Bobby do it special

Take a number 2 pencil, use it super special
Spaghetti bone bend you, bloody sauce, house special
Yo, this that back of the truck bump, timbs on, cover the socks
Stomping, no scuffs, I ain’t kicking no rocks

n#gg#s the slit between b#tches legs, you n#gg#s is twats
I’m fixing to drop the hottest sh#t & the b#llsh#t get stopped
Listen, I feel like Don Juan or white folks in a white rolls
Mack sh#t, hair slick back with the nice clothes

Step outta pocket tell them baby you tripping
Listen a powder colored cane’ll hit them right on that white nose
Yo cocaine is a hell of a drug
But f#ck, intoxication don’t give a hell what it was

I’m a stand up fella rubbing shoulders with thugs
Microphone mass murder bodies rolled up in rugs
I know the gang bangers, some kings, some crips, & some bloods
& plus, cause I keep official they showing me love

Know what I am, know what I was, know what I does
Microphone mass murder, bodies thrown in a dump, p#ss#
Ayo, the hot rhyme special, my rhyme special
Eating up a pencil like a fried rice special

Flow fit for the throne, I rhyme special
Think you bad to the bone, the guys might get you
I do it special, Bobby do it special
Take a number 2 pencil, use it super special

Spaghetti bone bend you, bloody sauce, house special
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Release Year: 2023