Текст песни Yowrittensaretrash - Yung Dread Da Prophet

Fuck yo drab written shit
Don't you act innocent
My arts like a artillery packed penmanship
Face of past blemishes
Tracks of black militance
What can you expect my influence was mad villainous
Thats just who prophet is the kid that bring that profit in
Die for yo niggas while I live for my mom and sis
I'm honoring kinda God that my grandfather is
Hot like lava magma droplets dropping off Te Ke thick lips
Flow smoother than rivers christened by Pun's son
To come here is like mjolnir vs stun guns
We don't even need you won't see you you just get took out
King prophet with queen movement you like a rook now
Hang you by your halo bring your wings into the cookout
When you not mobbing deeply you pg what you shook now
Black tinted windows black glock to match with it
Black hearted individual show you a magic trick
Ski masked masochist leave you in the past and shit
Not no doctor who but bullet spew until your casket lift
Brodie act for the emmy till he catch many semi shots
Leave his face scraped look like the bottom of Benny's pot
Leave his face scraped look like the bottom of Benny's pot