Allrounda Productions - Secret Identities lyrics

[Verse 1 - Oddysy] First off props to allrounda for a sick beat And my mother for teaching me never to show defeat They green with envy exchanging vowels and scowls To find the ending it Took me hours and hours And cowards will always be the same Always searching for power but only finding shame That's what's different bout my name I ain't never backing down from sh** That's what different bout my game I ain't been crowned for sh** See I was only seventeen when I had bound a list Of rappers that I had to overcome to sound my wish To be the best to ever pick up a mic Seems like kind of a stretch but I was ready to strike Now with every breathful man I'm earning my stripes Overcoming impossibles and obstacles alike Like Damn I told my cla**mates a while ago In a minute I'll be wilding so [Verse 2 - Prophet] I wanna blast j. Cole in a benzo Get my dick s**ed by a nympho Smokin indo, rollin primo Turn the ba** up, and the treble low Blowin o's cause you know this is not a show Dont crack a window while im boxing the four-door Ask about me in the street they'll tell you how it goes I am the prophet and im now unstoppable Spit a few lines and devour the cowards Believe it or not this sh** happens hour to hour Jump out the plane cause it's headed straight for the towers Atomic explosions, nuclear showers Are nothing compared to the power inhaled from the flower When its lit and i spit You'll sh** and piss in your trousers My lyrics'll hit you harder than the bite of a rottweiler Its not violence, stop smilin' and start hidin' Ill turn your life upside and inside down and out Cowering With a frown on your mouth And drowning, in these motherf**in words that i spout And frowning, cause the motherf**in king has been crowned Flashback to the past When you little rat ba*tards couldn't rap Oh wait you still can't You rap like a melodramatic asthmatic b**h don't even take a motherf**in stab at it