Prophecy (feat. Mosy)
Its about that time I put some names in question
I aim and catch 'em
My brain is like a dangerous weapon
Yea
This the only way I tame aggression
my main objective
Is to change the game's perspective uh
Lately I've been tryna start a movement
For my amusement I made up my mind to do it
Yea
I could never ever stop pursuing
The lines are fluid since the day I started construing
And I'm takin' the time
Making a rhyme
Hopefully it works
And I'm
Hoping to shine
Through every line
I conjured from the dirt
Maybe they'll see
That imma be
Blasting off from earth
I distinctly see that my decree
Was written in the prophecy
And maybe one day they will actually acknowledge me
I don't see it right now I've been shoppin' at the dollar tree
And when it comes to convos I ain't ever been a nominee
I'm hoping that the music pops before the pressure swallows me
Yea
I don't wanna get into my feels
I'm just tryna say what I think is truly real
Hold on one second could we try to make a deal?
Tell me if I overstep, or if its overkill
We should take all the rappers that been acting lame
Show 'em how to rock a beat and how to spit a flame
Show 'em that their lyrics need a little work
You ain't whippin' in the coup or poppin' any percs
You have never had to struggle in your fucking life
That's why your lyrics don't belong on this fucking mic
This time im going in hard until I get it fuckin' right
I'm writing from my heart and then I add a little spite
You compare me to a creature stalking in the night
You might think these bars are heavy but im going light
When Im truly in my zone it is quite a sight
This time Im stepping up my game so prepare to fight
I'll supply the numbers
If your matching with my energy
Faking commas ain't the business
I like to make a scene
I'm a product hustling untill my body stops
Gotta problem
I'm solving
Ain't no bodies dropped
Gunnar better stop it
With them tight ass flows
Before he blows up
Finding it everywhere you show up
Yuh
I like to murder a beat
Then breath a little life
Leave hater deceased
Get it off my chest
Like
I could be the best
Like
Nothing like the rest
Breaking records like a neck aight
Okay
I'm playing
games not over
Tally up the numbers
Mercy rule a motherfucker
me on the beat
Expect things to heat up
When you rap
Gotta nap
I'm tired of the same flows
Same flows, you bank roll
On tik tok trends
And there Ain't no,
Talent
Please Take notes
Hanging up stairs
I see you fallin
Like a chicken in a coop
I can hear you callin
Apache in booth
Got an arrow to solve em
Its an error to show up
In my Era
Its a problem
This that type of shit that make you want to burn the town
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
This that type of shit that make you want to burn the town
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
This that type of shit that make you want to burn the town
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
I aim and catch 'em
My brain is like a dangerous weapon
Yea
This the only way I tame aggression
my main objective
Is to change the game's perspective uh
Lately I've been tryna start a movement
For my amusement I made up my mind to do it
Yea
I could never ever stop pursuing
The lines are fluid since the day I started construing
And I'm takin' the time
Making a rhyme
Hopefully it works
And I'm
Hoping to shine
Through every line
I conjured from the dirt
Maybe they'll see
That imma be
Blasting off from earth
I distinctly see that my decree
Was written in the prophecy
And maybe one day they will actually acknowledge me
I don't see it right now I've been shoppin' at the dollar tree
And when it comes to convos I ain't ever been a nominee
I'm hoping that the music pops before the pressure swallows me
Yea
I don't wanna get into my feels
I'm just tryna say what I think is truly real
Hold on one second could we try to make a deal?
Tell me if I overstep, or if its overkill
We should take all the rappers that been acting lame
Show 'em how to rock a beat and how to spit a flame
Show 'em that their lyrics need a little work
You ain't whippin' in the coup or poppin' any percs
You have never had to struggle in your fucking life
That's why your lyrics don't belong on this fucking mic
This time im going in hard until I get it fuckin' right
I'm writing from my heart and then I add a little spite
You compare me to a creature stalking in the night
You might think these bars are heavy but im going light
When Im truly in my zone it is quite a sight
This time Im stepping up my game so prepare to fight
I'll supply the numbers
If your matching with my energy
Faking commas ain't the business
I like to make a scene
I'm a product hustling untill my body stops
Gotta problem
I'm solving
Ain't no bodies dropped
Gunnar better stop it
With them tight ass flows
Before he blows up
Finding it everywhere you show up
Yuh
I like to murder a beat
Then breath a little life
Leave hater deceased
Get it off my chest
Like
I could be the best
Like
Nothing like the rest
Breaking records like a neck aight
Okay
I'm playing
games not over
Tally up the numbers
Mercy rule a motherfucker
me on the beat
Expect things to heat up
When you rap
Gotta nap
I'm tired of the same flows
Same flows, you bank roll
On tik tok trends
And there Ain't no,
Talent
Please Take notes
Hanging up stairs
I see you fallin
Like a chicken in a coop
I can hear you callin
Apache in booth
Got an arrow to solve em
Its an error to show up
In my Era
Its a problem
This that type of shit that make you want to burn the town
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
This that type of shit that make you want to burn the town
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
This that type of shit that make you want to burn the town
Get down
Get down
Get down
Get down
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Writer(s): Gunnar Martinez
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