I've been moving through the shadows, keeping out of sight

Watch the numbers going up, but I don't need the light

They trying to figure out the code, trying to read my mind

I leave a trail of smoke, leave 'em all behind

No flashing cameras, no need to boast

I'm at the highest table, making a toast

To the silence, to the grind

Living in a different time

Call me a phantom, I move in the dark

Leaving no traces, but making a mark

Hundred on the dash, but I make no sound

I'm the undisputed king of the underground

Yeah, phantom in the night

Watch me disappear before the morning light

Yeah... just a phantom.

No traces.