letra de lyrical spiritual - single (summer sixteen remix) - daprophet (okc)
verse 1:
y’all n-ggas screamin “gang!” perform rituals
jus so y’all can collect chains and minerals
while y’all gettin top i stay at my pinnacle
cuz y’all talk about privates when i been the general
i insure you my empire somewhat imperial
got me sayin cheerio to yo material
cuz i think yo sh-t a lil bit bacterial
not sick in a good way
sick like you got stage 4 and die on tuesday with bad toupee
look you may have took it a rude way
we jus on different routes, i took broadway when you out in cosplay
spit like i’m cordae
think like i’m andre
finna blow up, no pompeii
came from the gutta, solomon grundy
i need a breath, not grande
built like harambe
i need a fiance
look an entree
eat her like the beat all day
hook:
this here a lyrical spiritual
get off my genitals
word is a miracle
smart individual
counting up bands like a syllable
money be digital, a lil bit physical
you is so typical, bars is too fictional
d-mn you an imbecile
da prophet original
verse 2:
scanning my lyrics, barcode (yea)
let the beat bang, kirko (kirko)
just started rapping, we know
all dat time on da mic, wit no growth
talk about nothing wit one flow
y’all coping, shoutout to kinkos
too many puffs, y’all coco
snail level on turbo (zoom)
too cold need a thermo (hey)
bars too fire, inferno (hey)
selling gems by the kilo (hey)
i act old no wrinkles (hey)
too many sprinkles on the display
little kids rapping “i shot the k”
knowing you ain’t bout you claim to say
corny n-ggas on frito-lay
selling husk of weed in chevrolets
stop the migo flow, too cliche
got more plays than me, hmm touche
[beat switch]
verse 3:
ran up on you like i’m an olympian
misunderstood so imma caribbean
went over ya head you in oblivion
gave me the mic like imma recipient
i am shakespearean
one in a million
yea
they call me a poet
snakes in da gr-ss and i’m finna mow it
too much of a stoic
i don’t need no opponents
you is rodent, and i am heroic
i am da prophet, i have been chosen
i cut the beat a real n-gga has spoken
if you talkin to me you speakin’ roman
cuz i’m all about numbers like an exponent
since this is a game i need me a bonus
like nbc should’ve wit conan
imma k!ll da board, give hasbro condolence
hook:
this here a lyrical spiritual
get off my genitals
word is a miracle
smart individual
counting up bands like a syllable
money be digital, a lil bit physical
you is so typical, bars is too fictional
d-mn you an imbecile
da prophet original
look at my visuals
bank off residuals
mumbling, pitiful
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