Phantom
Chester Watson Lyrics


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Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators
That you call Earth but I call Hell's equator
Yo, being hella brash is the swag bruh
Sittin' back and im gettin' ass in Nebraska
Different flask in a different class rolling grass up
Nu Age only spitting facts no whack stuff
Yeah, that's how we do it no taxin'
My niggas comin' through and we slashin' with axes
Bag a fine chick, bad tats and an accent
Niggas tryna 'lab I'mma ask where the racks is
Uh, cause we don't do this for free
Im zoot and I'm starved and a dude gotta eat
No clockin' out, workin' all day; no sleep
Bring the block out, twerkin' all day, that shit hot
That's why we never asks where the streets went
Dude slangin' trees more cheese for the defense
K-F-C, two piece, hella greasy
Little slop, but you see a dude still eatin'
A dude still chiefin' cause the rules don't matter
Don't need any beef cause 'em tools go splatter, rata, tata
Shootin' bullshit it'll come back whizzin' your drawers get splattered
Where I'm from any niggas wearin' jewels gettin' snatched up
All about the C.R.E.A.M every fool got back up
Can't hear Jesus cause the weed is loud as Mack trucks
Phantom all black and the volume to the max
Doin' drive by's so they don't know where we at
All you hear is tires, click-clack, booms of the gats
No cure for the madness, so it's like cancer
Bumpin' "It's a hobo" just became the death anthem
The whip fouettin' like a dancer
Is she paying blant up and get slanted
Disrespect the fam' I'mma have to back hand ya
And niggas be hatin' they hella mad cause I'm handsome
Gold Phantom, rancids aren't random
Kidnap the game and hold it with no ransom
A ghostly flow, we hang clothes with no hanger
Music without me is like dark with no Manson
Nigga just snuff 'em, and leave they nose flarin'
Slow motion, that's a board with bad bearings
People in awe, my God, just keep 'em starrin'
I like my fishes Pacific so I copped a red herrin'
From the bottom, light totes with no handles
African Sheppard im leadin' goats with no sandals
Niggas stay sellin' they soul for most stamina
Don't invite yourself
Im the host with no manners, bitch





Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators

Overall Meaning

The opening line of the song 'Phantom' by Chester Watson immediately draws the listener's attention to the dark and gloomy world that the artist feels trapped in. He describes Earth as a planet filled with pain and perpetrators, where everyone is out for themselves. In contrast to the common perception of Earth as a beautiful and serene planet, Watson paints a picture of a desolate wasteland where survival is the only goal. He refers to it as "Hell's equator", implying that the heat and harsh realities of life on Earth mirror the harsh conditions of the underworld.


The rest of the song has a similar dark undertone, with Watson rapping about the struggles of making a living in a world where nothing comes easy. He talks about working hard all day and night, selling drugs to make ends meet, and always looking over his shoulder for danger. The chorus reinforces this theme of being a Phantom, moving through life unseen and unheard, always on the fringes of society.


Overall, 'Phantom' is a commentary on the struggles of modern life and the intense pressure that people face just to survive. The lyrics are raw and honest, and the imagery is vivid and powerful, drawing the listener into Watson's world of pain and hardship.


Line by Line Meaning

Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators
Feeling confined and overwhelmed by a world full of suffering and those who cause it.


That you call Earth but I call Hell's equator
My experience of living on this planet is so unbearable that it feels like being stuck in the worst possible climate zone.


Yo, being hella brash is the swag bruh
I display confidence and boldness in my actions and mannerisms, which is seen as stylish and cool among my peers.


Sittin' back and im gettin' ass in Nebraska
I am relaxing and enjoying myself in an unexpected place, and also engaging in sexual activity.


Different flask in a different class rolling grass up
I have a variety of alcoholic drinks and different types of marijuana for smoking, fitting in with a certain social group.


Nu Age only spitting facts no whack stuff
My rap style is modern and authentic, and I avoid any weak or uninteresting lyrics.


Yeah, that's how we do it no taxin'
We don't hesitate or overthink things, and go about our business with simplicity and efficiency.


My niggas comin' through and we slashin' with axes
My group of friends is aggressive and violent, and we are prepared to use weapons to cause harm to others.


Bag a fine chick, bad tats and an accent
I have successfully initiated a sexual relationship with an attractive woman who has distinctive markings on her skin and a unique way of speaking.


Niggas tryna 'lab I'mma ask where the racks is
I demand payment for the work I do, and won't tolerate anyone attempting to exploit me for free labor.


Uh, cause we don't do this for free
I am emphasizing again that my time and effort are not to be wasted for no compensation.


Im zoot and I'm starved and a dude gotta eat
I am under the influence of marijuana and hungry, and must fulfill my basic needs like everyone else.


No clockin' out, workin' all day; no sleep
I am working tirelessly and continuously without breaks or rest.


Bring the block out, twerkin' all day, that shit hot
We are attracting attention and showing off our skills and moves in public, which is seen as impressive and entertaining.


That's why we never asks where the streets went
We are so focused on our own activities and lifestyle that we don't pay attention to the changes or developments in the surrounding environment.


Dude slangin' trees more cheese for the defense
A person selling marijuana earns more money to support themselves and potentially defend against legal charges or punishment.


K-F-C, two piece, hella greasy
Referring to a fast food meal from KFC that is tasty but unhealthy and greasy.


Little slop, but you see a dude still eatin'
Despite the food being unappetizing or poorly prepared, I am still able to consume it due to my hunger or appetite.


A dude still chiefin' cause the rules don't matter
I continue to smoke marijuana even though it may not be socially acceptable or legal, because I prioritize my own desires and satisfaction over external rules or expectations.


Don't need any beef cause 'em tools go splatter, rata, tata
I don't confront or provoke any conflicts with others, but I am willing to use my weapons to violently respond if necessary.


Shootin' bullshit it'll come back whizzin' your drawers get splattered
If someone speaks or acts offensively towards me, they may face harmful retaliation and consequences from me or other potentially violent individuals.


Where I'm from any niggas wearin' jewels gettin' snatched up
In my hometown, anyone wearing expensive jewelry is at risk of being robbed or victimized by others.


All about the C.R.E.A.M every fool got back up
Everyone is motivated by making money, and will persevere through difficult situations or setbacks to achieve financial success.


Can't hear Jesus cause the weed is loud as Mack trucks
The use of marijuana has an intense or overpowering effect on my senses, and may distract or hinder my ability to focus on religious beliefs or values.


Phantom all black and the volume to the max
I am driving a sophisticated and expensive car with a powerful sound system.


Doin' drive by's so they don't know where we at
We are conducting violent attacks while driving in a way that makes it difficult for others to locate or identify our whereabouts.


All you hear is tires, click-clack, booms of the gats
The only sounds that can be heard during our violent actions are the vehicles we are in, the loading of our firearms, and the firing of our guns.


No cure for the madness, so it's like cancer
The dangerous and chaotic tendencies of my lifestyle and actions are comparable to a harmful and incurable disease.


Bumpin' "It's a hobo" just became the death anthem
Listening to a particular song has become strongly associated with the violent and deadly actions we conduct.


The whip fouettin' like a dancer
The car we are driving moves in a way that is graceful and fluid, despite the potentially violent actions being undertaken.


Is she paying blant up and get slanted
If a woman wants to spend time with me, she must contribute financially and engage in sexual activity.


Disrespect the fam' I'mma have to back hand ya
If someone disrespects my family or friends, I will respond with physical violence and aggression.


And niggas be hatin' they hella mad cause I'm handsome
Other men may feel jealousy or resentment towards me because of my physical attractiveness.


Gold Phantom, rancids aren't random
I am driving a luxurious and expensive car, and my wealth and success are not simply the result of chance or coincidence.


Kidnap the game and hold it with no ransom
I consider the music industry and my place within it to be mine to control and dominate, without fear of resistance or retribution.


A ghostly flow, we hang clothes with no hanger
Our style and approach is unconventional and unpredictable, and defies traditional structures or norms.


Music without me is like dark with no Manson
The music industry and culture would be incomplete or inadequate without my contributions and influence, similar to the impact that Charles Manson had on the negative aspects of society.


Nigga just snuff 'em, and leave they nose flarin'
Using physical violence to attack someone's face and causing visible signs of injury or distress is seen as satisfying and appropriate.


Slow motion, that's a board with bad bearings
The way I or others move is slow and uncoordinated, like a skateboard that is not functioning effectively.


People in awe, my God, just keep 'em starrin'
Those around me are impressed and fascinated by my abilities and behavior, and I enjoy the attention and admiration.


I like my fishes Pacific so I copped a red herrin'
I prefer a certain type of fish from the Pacific Ocean, and have acquired a red herring to eat.


From the bottom, light totes with no handles
I come from a humble and disadvantaged background, and must carry my belongings in a simple and uncomfortable way.


African Sheppard im leadin' goats with no sandals
I am in a position of authority and responsibility, comparable to an African shepherd leading goats, but am not well-equipped or prepared for the task.


Niggas stay sellin' they soul for most stamina
Others in the music industry may sacrifice their values, morals, or independence in order to gain energy or endurance to continue working.


Don't invite yourself
Don't try to insert or involve yourself in situations or events where you were not explicitly included or invited.




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@nataliareal8241

[Intro: Sample]
"Trapped on a planet of pain and perpetrators
That you call Earth but I call Hell's equator"

[Verse 1: Chester Watson]
Yo, being hella brash is the swag bruh
Sittin' back and im gettin' ass in Nebraska
Different flask in a different class rolling grass up
Nu Age only spitting facts no whack stuff
Yeah, that’s how we do it no taxin’
My niggas comin' through and we slashin' with axes
Bag a fine chick, back tats and an accent
Niggas tryna 'lab I'mma ask where the racks is
Uh, cause we don’t do this for free
Im zoot and I'm starved and a dude gotta eat
No clockin' out, workin' all day; no sleep
Bring the block out, twerkin' all day, that shit hot
That’s why we never asks where the streets went
Dude slangin' trees more cheese for the defense
K-F-C, two piece, hella greasy
Little slop, but you see a dude still eatin’
A dude still chiefin’ cause the rules don’t matter
Don’t need any beef cause 'em tools go splatter, rata, tata
Shootin' bullshit it'll come back whizzin' your drawers get splattered
Where I'm from any niggas wearin' jewels gettin' snatched up
All about the C.R.E.A.M every fool got back up
Can't hear Jesus cause the weed is loud as Mack trucks
Phantom all black and the volume to the max
Doin' drive by's so they don’t know where we at
All you hear is tires, click-clack, booms of the gats
No cure for the madness, so it's like cancer
Bumpin' “It’s a hobo” just became the death anthem
The whip fouettin' like a dancer
Échappé-ing to blant up and get slanted
Disrespect the fam' I'mma have to back hand ya
And niggas be hatin' they hella mad cause I'm handsome
Gold Phantom, rancids aren’t random
Kidnap the game and hold it with no ransom
A ghostly flow, we hang clothes with no hanger
Music without me is like dark with no Manson
Nigga just snuff 'em, and leave they nose flarin'
Slow motion, that’s a board with bad bearings
People in awe, my God, just keep 'em starrin'
I like my fishes Pacific so I copped a red herrin'
From the bottom, light totes with no handles
African Sheppard im leadin' goats with no sandals
Niggas stay sellin' they soul for most stamina
Don’t invite yourself
I'm the host with no manners, bitch



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@darkangelhalo1

He was 15 when he made this !!! He was spitting some real shit at that age.

@malsocio

holy fuck

@Alphacarmine72

That’s fucking crazy, he got hella bars

@MrBluntafterblunt

Now we got NBA YoungBoy and NLE Choppa :'D

@Enders.paradise888

@@MrBluntafterblunt those guys suck

@ralphcarter3336

@@Enders.paradise888 sadly they suck 😔 idk where the good lyrical original shit went it just vanished

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@melo4087

Gotta get more recognition the way he's rapping

@melo4087

*****​ haha thanks for the kind words bro! 

@47thchakra19

brahh

@melo4087

James pointon what's good?

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