PHO3N1X // BL4CK4SH3 by Indigo Clowns Archive published on 2022-09-24T13:40:16Z Lyrics: Three threes and I put them on my feet, seraphim steppers when I’m walking on the beat Dying in the studio, dying from the heat Dining in a palace, bitch you dying in the streets Court speak, cause my words are elite Black ash fault, no I don’t mean concrete Job isn’t finished, until it’s complete I don’t need Grammies, cause I don’t compete Bring in the sitar, stupid ass nigga yeah bitch you a retard. King of dick eating, I call you the meat tsar. Goofy ass Nigga, like bitch you from Pixar And your fits looking bizarre, did you get it from the bazaar. Bitch you not even on par. Got 3 strikes I’m offending the umpire. Black ash must’ve thought it was a house fire Slash me, and I’ll pull up in some flat tires Indigo in the cut like a textile Tryna read me but you can’t read my text style OwlEyEs on fire like a Phoenix Colder than a flock flightless bird using Linux Victory lap cause I’m already winning Chilling in my garden like it was in the beginning Bring in the sitar, stupid ass nigga yeah bitch you a retard. King of dick eating, I call you the meat tsar. Goofy ass Nigga, like bitch you from Pixar And your fits looking bizarre, did you get it from the bazaar. Bitch you not even on par. Got 3 strikes I’m offending the umpire. Three threes and I put them on my feet, seraphim steppers when I’m walking on the beat Dying in the studio, dying from the heat Dining in a palace, bitch you dying in the streets Genre Hip-hop & Rap