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Prophet
Hip-Hop/Rap
Prophet was released on November 19, 2024 by JEVIPESCI PRODUCTIONS as a part of the album J.E.V.I 4
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Release DateNovember 19, 2024
LabelJEVIPESCI PRODUCTIONS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
La'Reonte Wright
La'Reonte Wright
Songwriter
Kenneth Andrew Roberts
Kenneth Andrew Roberts
Songwriter

Lyrics

They're not in it for longevity, They're in it to see the crash out
I'm gonna let you young **** Know that, people are praying on Your downfall
Yo, top tier, it's like Pac here
The coaches say don't talk to the law, the cops weird
It's not a **** that I fear, my eyes clear
What I did in ten, I'm quadrupling in five years
Standards, we don't even respect the slander
They asking questions but trying to contaminate the answers
Never picked up the bandana life
These **** toting guns that they can't even handle right
To keep the shit a stack, we don't got a chance
We just working on a couple million dollar plans
I'm making invisible moves like I'm Hollow Man
The game will make you feel like you ain't real until you shot a man
And he gotta be the same color skin
That harsh reality, who trying to cap the lid
Don't be investing all that money if your album is
Don't be investing all that money if your album is
They say what if you fail, I say God forbid
The hate they was wishing on me, I got the opposite
That's why I throw my locs on, on some big papa shit
Tell them I'm coming and I'm rocking who I'm rocking with
My success to ya
Even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
My success to ya
Even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
No hesitation, put pen to paper, get decimation
A renegade go and get grenades, hit detonation
My method's fatal
Been sending haters to hell with Satan
The devil's waiting
So step in the flames
And get cremated
A mental patient, no medication, My head is aching
Got extra weight on my brain
This train has left the station
I'm underground
Like a subway station
Spit subterranean
Reflect the pain
From the memories made
Of devastation
Was catching cases
From federal agents Investigations
Remember days
When I slept in cages
In desperation
I never stayed till 11th grade yet educated
Was elevated like levitation
You next to greatness
I'm independent like declaration and kept it sacred
Cause record labels
Stay stepping on names
Like desecration
Ahead of the game
Like ancient steps in Mesopotamia
Like chess games
Cause death is the greatest Destination
You headed straight for
The head of the gator
Getting aten
Accept my fate
And take this cheddar to the grave Like Drake and Xxxtentacion
Much success to ya
Even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
My success to ya
Even if you wish me the opposite
Sooner or later we'll all see who the prophet is
Written by: Kenneth Andrew Roberts, La'Reonte Wright
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