9th Wonder - Not Here Anymore lyrics

[Verse 1: Phonte] Went to the well and made a wish Pray to God I stay around, Tigallo love to throw his weight around On the same scale they weigh the fish It's just what it seems, sweet dreams are made of this Holla at me if you ever been a underdog or set up a upset Standing on the verge of your success Steady bearing your soul to the world, you undressed Surrounded by your successors and the who*es you ain't f**ed yet That's how I was gettin it I don't need the limelight, that's young n***a sh** I'm a O.G. and the G is for gentleman Yes, Phontigga spit amazon flame, watch 9th rekindle it Cause I pad verses with the wisdom of my innocence lost Two brothers, two peas in a pod, two comeback seasons apart Take it back to when I be in the park Then rhyme 'til I couldn't see in the dark So silly n***as betta be on ya guard Long as breath is in my being, I'mma be on my job With good music, got that good feel A good meal, leafy greens, two veggies, protein and a starch And I'm out [Hook: Phonte] Right where I thought I'd be It's another part of me And the world's so sad to see That I'm not here anymore [Verse 2: Phonte] Wind blowing through the trees Blue Bull City skies, 70 degrees Te' embodies a architect and when he rhyme about it He body the whole alphabet, so bury me a G My mama say she done enough worrying for me So I'm done currying, favor what you n***as groundhog And spitting that same sh**, y'all Bill Murraying My D.C. n***as say you bamas lack expurrience Carolina on my mind like Steve Spurrier I'm the courier, carrying the word that with these verbs That n***a Phonte's a little murderous See a little nervousness, and a frown cause you know deep down You ain't nice, just a little courteous You just running game n***a, we the f**ing tournament You a temporary visa to a f**ing permanent, resident Citizen, it's evident the denizens Took over the big house on some Nat Turner sh** Shoulders back, hair tied to the f**ing firmament Can't be like us, and fear no man n***as bleed like us, get a f**in' tourniquet, n***a [Hook] [Verse 3: Elzhi] I'm poetic while they po-thetic I play they life like a movie and in the end give 'em no credit I was told to run it, so I grip the baton And spit magic like it's pouring out the tip of a wand Don't trip, you ain't equipped to fix ya lip and respond I plan to X you out like the man who hand you and script the Quran Since life flipped, I'm getting chips in Milan Pull dips, push whips like the one from the clips in the Tron film I blow your mental ma** where your mind stem Like a nine M-M right at your line trim You must rewind him, the syllable sensei Then bring ya to ya knees the way biblical men pray Or who*es in a brothel Cause I spill ill from the grill Like one who reveals sores from their mouth hole And if you only knew the sh** that I been through To paint the type of pictures my pen drew Your label tries to f** you, your friends screw you over Now you sober watching bad energy affect the evils that men do They f**ing see through I'm a sick flower that carry lines Like when you click over on you dick blowers And it s**s to be you [Hook]