Letras:
Phantom Planet From This Day On

here could get so lucky No, too far gone And I am through with love and loving It's a lot of work for nothing Oh, from this day on From this day on

meet you any place If the Brakeman turns my way All this automatic writing I have tried to understand From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my

no pity Many die from e-bola Many from AIDS Mexicans, whities, Japanese, and Spades Indian, Iranian, and all them others Bout to find out for self We got the phantom

nigga My nigga Mack Maine just left the dealership And Weezy just ripped the drop Phantom so they feelin' sick Diamond rings, diamond chains Royal suites, private planes

again... Through the storms... I gotta stay strong Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm with no regrets, on my chest, let me knowledge be born on

The underworld watches in horror As this marks the day that 3 of America's most notorious outlaws Will be executed for their crimes Together the states

missori where in this three planets collide, Brotha Lynch, Dilame, Tech N9ne bring you along for the ride... [Brotha Lynch] Wait a minute I'm from the

you now, my son? From the distant cabins in the sky where no man hears the sound Of death on earth from his own bombs, six pilots were shot down Next day

on Check my cool Hater gon get your diss on Used to put me out the club Cuz I wasn't old enough Now they can't deny me When they see that phantom rolling