Live From Da UNDERground (Demo)

[Verse 1: Prophet]

When I die they'll say it's complicated

Liberate my visuals and tapes and say that I created something special

Like the messages weren't enough to gain and hang with other greats and shit I aim to be among in fame

And now it's dangerous the way I came in bangin flipping samples into champions a hundred standard men be glancing dancing of the envy like I pay attention

You sleeping on my bars I guess the weak awake in prison

You waiting sitting like the chances gonna jump right at you

That's nuts while you're looking to cash shoes if cash rules everything around you then all strut

Keep falling for it you'll be back against the wall nut

You'll get cracked outcha shell

Welcome to hell

With ya soul on the line that's just more debt to sell cut it

Connect the dots these crooked cops don't wanna stop get blocked get got shits stocked over these ******* rocks

[Interlude 1: Prophet]

[Verse 2: Prophet]

It all started with a pad and a pen
But I ain't mad I'm just bashing the fact that average standards were taken from the stanzas

More of the glorified symbolism and horrified pro materialistic that's gold drugs and hoes inside

They say I co sign won't coincide or come inside between the signing

Between the finest lies they won't trick me into signing

Among the dotted lines product of a prouder mind

Could I be lying if I said I never wanted cheddar

Or does it make me just another competitor

Compared to the scarcity of emcee

They complaining on twitter they writing me out of envy

Picture me sitting patiently

Scrolling through the messages people saying they're hating me

Number one to comment

In common with all my fans but damn

Just understand apparently I'm the man

Talking and you should stop it

Top hits and get tops sparking off like a rocket

You barking but you ain't bout it disputing it but I doubt it continuing speaking genuine commenting on my progress

Acknowledging I'm prophet

Water under the bridge

Kick switch the slip gets flipped lips began stitching

And Joey said they still snitching

But believe me

Rats tend to die where they tend to breed

Between the lines niggas lie when they should be reading

Under the sky niggas die when will you be leaving

Believe in standards morals Cailyn ain't a fan of me granted don't take for granted the opportunity given

Pelican bay and Rikers I got bars like prisons

Winning with every written you witness if you were listening Prophet

[Interlude 2: Prophet]

[Verse 3: Prophet]

Starting to reinvent my consciousness

My intellect and common sense is clouded by designer shit

And this ain't what the legend Martin Luther stepped on porches for the bullet didn't purchase Porsche or lead up to you forcing bras

Like I peeping niggas creeping in the cut scheming over my people's as a mean to get a buck

But I reverse it write my curses all in cursive and it's work the way I got you so immersed inside my verses

Approach with purpose never slumping in my steps course I come correct valid by the speakers on the left and when I'm speaking on the right whoever sleeping getting slept you won't believe it when I'm eating got the heathens goin deaf
Prophet

[Outro: Prophet]