Lunar C - Phil Mitchell lyrics

[Hook] I run the whole block like Phil Mitchell I'm working on these bars like Phil Mitchell Girl used to s** the pipe like Phil Mitchell Wallet full of red faces like Phil Mitchell [Verse] I'm so ill, you're so average You ain't got no sk**s, you don't practice I ain't got no chill, I'm so savage They know Phil's a cold ba*tard Don't call me just to chill or waste time If it's not money, it's not important Been there done that and bought the t-shirt And had your girl making my breakfast in it the next morning Vodka in the back of the whip, slapping about Doggy on the back seat like Dick Dastardly's car Piff in the air, I'm self medicated, I am my own chemist All of these bars about money and p**y If you don't get it then you won't get it [Hook] I run the whole block like Phil Mitchell I'm working on these bars like Phil Mitchell Girl used to s** the pipe like Phil Mitchell Wallet full of red faces like Phil Mitchell [Verse 2] [?] do's and dont's Everybody's fake like they're living in The Truman Show I ain't got a sawn-off in the boot, you saw nothing I'll boot your teeth in if you tell the coppers I do Your big mouth won't be yapping when your jaw is broken Your back's against the wall like you farted through a glory hole Told them I'd spill their blood on the road, I ain't no dickhead Man knew I'd have whole strip red Phil, I'm in the prime of my life and nobody can tell me I'm not the sh** They're just tryna tarnish my name and throw dirt on it like a coffin lid [Interlude] My attitude is Phil Mitchell I wake up angrier every f**ing morning Don't call my phone unless it's about money, it's not important Cough it up, cough it up, don't make me kick your door in [Hook][x2] I run the whole block like Phil Mitchell I'm working on these bars like Phil Mitchell Girl used to s** the pipe like Phil Mitchell Wallet full of red faces like Phil Mitchell