Pho Than Bros - Common Market

Hey yo whatsup fam?

Hey yo whatsup fam?

Hey yo whatsup fam?

Hey yo whatsup fam?

Yo, what’s up?

Degradation of fidelity

Jealousy effect the elocution of the melody

The swell inevitability drown the sound out

Cries of a dry spell

Crowd around a downspout

Drip will let a trickle drop

Thirst for the slugs, check the blood work

What’s worse?

Findin' out the muds cursed

Shoulda never touched earth

Poisoned property, swallow corrupt dirt

Doctor had to cut it out the gut, fuckin' stomach hurts

Bustin' at the seams

Stuck in bloody dreams

Nothings what it seems

Fake pump, duck the double team

Roughage in the dutch

Take a couple puffs, head rush

Talk clever, never really read much

Derelict emeritus

Defrauded the errors of the baroness of arrogance

Terrorize the cops, shot the sherifses

Fuck it, just a pair of fists to fights to get enlisted

Sound the clarion and spare me the embarrassment bro

Hey yo, whats up fam?

Heard you been askin bout the kid

He in the cut fam

Marinatin' layin low and slow the bus, blam!

Goin' deeper every thrust

I’m bout to nut, damn!

And I ain’t even tryin' to fuck

You know what’s up fam

If you feelin' like you finally had enough and

You bout ready to get on this fuckin bus fam

Punch your ticket

Come and get it

Common Market

That’s the name

You know and trust

You know whats up

So yo, what’s up?

Dissolution of fraternity

Soluble the bond tied severed for the surgery

The eyes third sight fail to recognize the urgency

Dire straits curved serpentine, woah, mercy me

Inattentive to the temperament

Cues slip through the loose grip of the illiterate

Systematic class bout to prey upon the ignorant

Unfettered access, the data made a middle men

Five afford a faction?

Hackers of magicianship

Father of the fascist

Masters of divisiveness

No shit, pro code switches know the business

Slick saliva, spit it to the side and give the lips a rinse

Huh, who to trust between the two of us

Choose wise dude, this ain’t the time to be unscrupulous

Violate and slide inside your unit if it’s loose enough

So you can be the tire type illusion if its loopin bro

Hey yo, whats up fam?

Heard you been askin bout the kid

He in the cut fam

Marinatin' layin low and slow the bus, blam!

Goin' deeper every thrust

I’m bout to nut, damn!

And I ain’t even tryin' to fuck

You know what’s up fam

If you feelin' like you finally had enough and

You bout ready to get on this fuckin bus fam

Punch your ticket

Come and get it

Common Market

That’s the name

You know and trust

You know whats up

So yo, what’s up?