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letra de hopscotch - prophet

[verse]
covered in ice, you’re probably thinking that i’m coming up out of a paradise
i wish you were right, but living is nice, when you get your income with a pair of dice
i don’t really care about advice, my og just warned me about the rats and mice
they fronted on you a few times and they won’t be sorry til you catch them twice
through the times, i learned the snakes ain’t much better when it comes to cheddar
they think they’re clever when they’re lurking, but it just isn’t working whatsoever
so f-ck them all, i’m pursuing my dreaming and doing it just fine without em
my style is twice as raw, no wonder n-body ever talks about em
i run with the realest, my flow is the illest, right now i don’t know what a mill is
i was looking for beats so i clicked on the chillest, heard it once and knew i would k!ll this
i got a homie with techs, the other gets checks, my boro brother just copped up a lex
pop tapes in my deck, up next in a sec, my apparel might just make her break her neck
they heard me spit that ether, now they want a feature, hit the studio in my jordan sneakers
i ain’t no f-ckin preacher, i’m just a teacher of the art of f-cking up some speakers
i’m looking at the opposition, like what happened to the compet-tion
they all know that i’m a star so they should probably just stick to wishing
they’re like who’s this, i’m ruthless, i can’t stop spitting just like i’m toothless
it’s just useless, to yap about lies, when i’m telling them what the truth is
my brain contains insane thoughts that are impossible to explain
it’s shame when i have to give these lames the biggest l since john mccain
but why should i complain, cause i’m about to live so comfortably
in luxury, i promise it sucks to be the last phony who tried to f-ck with me
taking quarters to the face, no washington, i’m running out of oxygen
feds got me jumping on the streets, like i’m playing hop scotch again
surveillance cams keep stalking, hearing every f-cking word i’m talking
in my own city, the pigs tried to lock me up just cause i was walking
we got no way to make money so we resorted to drug dealing
politicians call us savages, but there’s criminals in those white buildings
i was just a teen when i was booked, that’s why when you see me in the streets you get shook
i do more than the hook, so homie just look, i’m sounding like a veteran but i swear that i’m a rook
my intelligence is elegant, when did all these rappers become so delicate
i’ve perfected every element, so let me remind you that you’re irrelevant
hip hop has cursed me, don’t ever give mercy, on any motherf-cker who’s always actin thirsty
they never expected the kid from jersey to ever start so much controversy
there’s no right and wrong, when i write my songs, phonies hate while baddies sing along
been working for long, i’m still going strong, i think this rap game is where i belong
your style is late, i’m boutta be great, drop a couple tracks and watch status elevate
suggest you don’t hate, or the tech will choose your fate, make you wait outside the heaven gates
the definition of culture, and everybodys biting it like a vulture
homegrown like agriculture, raps messiah breaking bread at the alter
that’s right i am sacred, they all told me that i would never make it
then when i get bread, they ask me to break it or else they’ll try to take it
i swear i’m going places, i see the faces of these rappers and i can tell they’re all disgraces
dropping roaches by my laces, fill the cup up and tell your b-tch to taste this
on the double, i can’t avoid trouble, my sound stay popping like a bubble
i’m straight up, not subtle, my life was moving slow until i learned how to hustle
i am the gift that god made, in third grade, hip hop saved my life like it’s first aid
slumdogs went from selling eighths to driving wraiths, that’s the reason why i got faith

- prophet

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