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lirik lagu prophets – retrospekt

we know things are bad, worse than bad
they’re crazy, it’s like everything everywhere is going crazy
so we don’t go out anymore
we sit in a house and slowly
the world we’re living in is getting smaller
and all we say is “please at least leave us alone in our living room”
“i won’t say anything just leave us alone”
well i’m not gonna leave you alone
yeah
i’m the bro that stole ya
motherf*ckin’ breath
all you f*cking p*ssies
y’all gotta stop playing with me
this for all y’all that said i can’t rap
f*ck all y’all
absolutе b*tch
i made this sh*t in like two days p*ssy
oh you wanna talk, no no f*ck that
hoe i’m out for blood
ain’t n0body holding back
on this b*tch no morе
matter fact, watch this
ay one, two, three
wait, there’s one more thing (yuh)
i blesseth thou, i bless it that you learn to grow
i bless it that you learn to say it back
running out of crowds, i bless it that you learn to love
or maybe learn to move above
half the time i don’t know how to spit this sh*t
i can not spell but what the h*ll
i level the top and smoke it up
i’m on that sh*t i just don’t give a f*ck
i roll that whole 50′ up
i’m more than a star, coming in hot
beefing with college kids
ended up with nothing but a couple paper cuts
i sip my paper cup
i’m going crazy nuts
i k!ll myself when i’m off them meds
at least once or twice a month
i shine like pixie dust
i need my paper cuz’
otherwise i’ll f*ck you and
your grandma up with a paper gun
let’s get it you hate me winning
f*ck you too you know i’m in it
old me was just way too timid
f*ck too nice i got no limits like
i’m getting the hang of this sh*t
like yeah yeah yeah
then i come back with a couple more
hits on my back it’s a habit
you know that i’ve got it yeah
and i’m on this motherf*cker
got a crown on the kid
not a frown when i’m in it
i’m a, lyrical hope with cynical notes
tryna make living with flows
clinically critical chocked holy dome
“he ain’t relatable”
“man he’s a late adult”
“you know he’s undertold”
“disgrace is laced in goals”
“he’s late for bus, you know he’s late for love”
“his music hates the world”
so his appearance don’t appeal
the need that’s used to stay electable
you think he doesn’t know
that he’s f*cking up his life
he’s only done this once or twice
and what if music don’t suffice
his father looked him in his eyes
said take advice or pay the price
you come in here with good intentions
end up as a sacrifice
but now i’m nice and now i’m mean
i grab it back and cause a scene
and i’ve been piping all my dreams
i hit that sh*t for life to be
man this sh*t’s the life to me
god i hope you onto me
i got this sh*t from a to b
i back it up and change the scene
you know this sh*t, ain’t reality
your b*tch lost her sanity
make sure you credit me
manically, chemistry, credibly
allegedly f*cked up inside
man i’ve got fourteen hundred patterns
that i’ve gotta hide

- retrospekt

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