Apollo
Buddha the Prophet
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Born in the ghetto Maneuvered through slums And the world that im carrying must way a ton Cus my shoulder are slumped and my back is a hunch Mostly from friends that turned out to be bums Watching their mothers Bury their sons Eating you pussies for breakfast and brunch When god made the earth He dubbed me the one Making all of you bastards my sons Sick of the life that we living in poverty System is making a mockery outta me Taking your property's winning the lottery Chopping the powder on top of the crockery I am exclusive while you're shits a novelty Poaching for verses like mines out of ivory Heres my philosophy kind of an oddity Smoke enough weed till theres no one as high as me There is no stopping me Devil's inside of me Traveling Odyssey Bitches on top of me Trying to fucka me Bearded like Socrates Rolling up broccoli Lifting your spirit Into the astronomy This aint a gimmick Its not an anomaly God sent me here because I am The prophecy Wrap up If you gonna f*ck his wife Mask off If you gonna take his life Strap up If you really ride or die When you aiming down the sights Hit em in his third eye Wrap up If you gonna f*ck his wife Mask off If you gonna take his life Strap up If you really ride or die At the end of every barrel Is a free ride to they sky Repping my hood I'm out in the streets Where ever when ever you want it we meet You bring the beef We bring the heat And I promise you one thing My people gon eat Pushing that loud but We keep it discrete Fucking with me then You f*ck with the fleet Talking your shit You thinking its sweet Having your mother uncover a sheet Not into hand shakes Bout all that gang shit Hiding the weapons inside of The pantry Dickies my brand I'm never too fancy Still f*ck your bitch in the back of a taxi Flirting with death so i sleep in a casket Got a few friendlys that Swift with the ratchet Smoking so much that we higher than bat shit Walk in my shoes kid You wouldn't hack it Choke on my pride When i try n swallow it If We gon fight Best bring a following Homies gon ride Loading up hollow tips Glock on the side Dragging the hundo clip Red and the white On my wheres waldo shit You faking the macho shit On my bravado shit When you gon realize the system aint stopping shit Run with a squad thats as tight as El Chapo's click There is no stopping me Devil's inside of me Traveling Odyssey Bitches on top of me Trying to fucka me Bearded like Socrates Rolling up broccoli Lifting your spirit Into the astronomy This aint a gimmick Its not an anomaly God sent me here because I am The prophecy
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