The Prophecy
The Prophecy

My Philosophy

My Philosophy

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6 months ago

Coming down with the sickness Don't know which way to go Which way to go So listen up closely to this flow that's how I roll I'm so cold I am the prophecy with philosophy Thinking out loud pushing through the crowd looking for a bitch knock her down to the ground that's why I'm bound by these chains for the fame switching lanes jumping up to block myself get up and down the court shoot some threes with ease shooting deez nuts shooting into cuts that are deep damn this hoe was cheap Im no creep leap from place to place dodge the case don't know my face chase is on the news I choose to loose to play the blues behind bars can't see the stars fuck the jail pay my bail baby mama come home with drama and no money that's my honey gold digger I pull the trigger watch her wiggle drop I said before but you asked for more It was the prophet not no gossip The prophecy is a prodigy He raps about shit before he spit Down on you it's nothing new The bars hit hard Pulls the card of a man that he charred Seen better days a different phase of sunny days He don't lie he don't cry For If he cry he might die Wait that's a lie he won't die He will find that in the grind they try to run from the gun ain't no fun when they runnin he straight huntin taking numbers perma slumber My girl is gay fire three ways When she stay she like to play With my dick pickle rick In the back with a sack and a forty that's for morty Double fisting busting jizzing Makes a mess on the floor here for more get out the door Forever more Crime to thrive off petty dimes busting rhymes to the end of times don't pay for fines I snort them lines But i try to realize I need to rise To the top and open shop Makin money that's funny not my hunny you just a bitch when I get my itch I'm rich throw you Ina ditch watch you twitch I make a milly don't be silly I'm Rollin in it Buyin shit with true grit Watchin shit this my bit Innit great He saw the signs And it shines In the pocket Of the prophet Startin out Ain't no drought See me babe Know my name I'm on the fame stake my claim to the rap game my philosophy still the same Get my name the oddity the odyssey of the prophecy

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Fiya 🚀

6 months ago

Coming down with the sickness Don't know which way to go Which way to go So listen up closely to this flow that's how I roll I'm so cold I am the prophecy with philosophy Thinking out loud pushing through the crowd looking for a bitch knock her down to the ground that's why I'm bound by these chains for the fame switching lanes jumping up to block myself get up and down the court shoot some threes with ease shooting deez nuts shooting into cuts that are deep damn this hoe was cheap Im no creep leap from place to place dodge the case don't know my face chase is on the news I choose to loose to play the blues behind bars can't see the stars fuck the jail pay my bail baby mama come home with drama and no money that's my honey gold digger I pull the trigger watch her wiggle drop I said before but you asked for more It was the prophet not no gossip The prophecy is a prodigy He raps about shit before he spit Down on you it's nothing new The bars hit hard Pulls the card of a man that he charred Seen better days a different phase of sunny days He don't lie he don't cry For If he cry he might die Wait that's a lie he won't die He will find that in the grind they try to run from the gun ain't no fun when they runnin he straight huntin taking numbers perma slumber My girl is gay fire three ways When she stay she like to play With my dick pickle rick In the back with a sack and a forty that's for morty Double fisting busting jizzing Makes a mess on the floor here for more get out the door Forever more Crime to thrive off petty dimes busting rhymes to the end of times don't pay for fines I snort them lines But i try to realize I need to rise To the top and open shop Makin money that's funny not my hunny you just a bitch when I get my itch I'm rich throw you Ina ditch watch you twitch I make a milly don't be silly I'm Rollin in it Buyin shit with true grit Watchin shit this my bit Innit great He saw the signs And it shines In the pocket Of the prophet Startin out Ain't no drought See me babe Know my name I'm on the fame stake my claim to the rap game my philosophy still the same Get my name the oddity the odyssey of the prophecy

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