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letra de prophet margin - future funk squad

[verse 1: omega sparx]
i wanna live that rich boy status
no static, a go-getter, staying nomadic
blazing a new trail, getting at it to live lavish
ladies on my arms, charming madams
that look the baddest
24 carats of diamonds, keeping you staring
this higher level of legend, bear it in my apparel
forgive me i’ve been acting so arrogant
i feel like pharaoh, put gold on my bone marrow
i am a king
pick your poison, i’m more than mortal
conglomeration, i’m taking over board rooms and orders
quart of a million, i’m deadly with dealing
the puppet master that controls the heroes and villains
the streets are watching, i’m running the markets
guns are c-cking, everything in my optics
about to rocket, so erotic
i makе a profit whatever the stock is
gеt in my way and then you’re dead
at least i’m honest
the night city is pretty, no pity for anybody
that’s not with me, my army is many
call me a guru with new routes to the top
i’m a brute too
corrupting and bribing your news, too
[chorus]
get back
you ain’t that tough
don’t stand up
get, get, get back
stay on the ground
don’t man up
got the big stacks
this no delusion of grandeur
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest
get back
you ain’t that tough
don’t stand up
get, get, get back
stay on the ground
don’t man up
got the big stacks
this no delusion of grandeur
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest

[verse 2: stu brootal]
i lost it all to rich boi addicts
and cold cats that practice that old black magic
inherent unconcious, cons constantly watching
bullet through your socket, straight out the forgotten
the eye on the bill, it was the seventh of seal
heaven is a handgun, bang, rob and steal, feel me?
k!ll me; i’m coded, uploaded back into being
cyber shin0bi, control me—nope
a ghost in the sh-ll, homie uh!
bodies on bodies, rebuild robotics for hobbies
i be on auto reanimation
back to animate ya lobby and
boom, ready to die?
i take what i want
the thieving demon, getting even
leaving punks into chunks
after hard data to deface the game of a hard playa
pull ya card later, but first i wanna watch you fade
another name in the dirt, an empire to dust
wanna reight with a fist, now it’s raining blood
what?
[chorus]
get back
you ain’t that tough
don’t stand up
get, get, get back
stay on the ground
don’t man up
got the big stacks
this no delusion of grandeur
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest
get back
you ain’t that tough
don’t stand up
get, get, get back
stay on the ground
don’t man up
got the big stacks
this no delusion of grandeur
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest

[verse 3: stu brootal]
got an order for your death
my oil boiling
step in your headquarters
coldest bomb vest under these threads sorted
goons with the heavy metal ‘n all that
my bullet ricochet and left a brain like a rorschach
where ya lord at?
tell him i’m snapping his neck back
make a wrong move, pull a pin and we all ash
i’m kicking in the door
barrel thicker than coke cans
well, oh lord, it’s the d-mn devil, ready to dance
[verse 4: omega sparx]
another tragic story
i just wanted the glory
and now this fool coming at me
wanna k!ll and destroy me
but like i told you
i’m more than mortal
got my consciousness uploaded
it’s spreading over the border
i’m an enigma, a figure that’s bigger
than anything you could picture
don’t need a trigger to get ya
i see you got conviction
but today i’m not in the mood
download my mind to second body i wear like a suit

[outro]
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest
get back
you ain’t that tough
don’t stand up
get, get, get back
stay on the ground
don’t man up
got the big stacks
this no delusion of grandeur
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest
i’m the prophet margin artist
rock the hardest

- future funk squad

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