[Intro: Real Prophecy]
Ugh see it don't matter where you are right now
I need you to turn this sh** the f** up
*laughs*
See I- I usually don't do this sh** but... f** it
I feel generous
[Verse 1: Real Prophecy]
I'm taking over this year put your hands up, b**h put both in the air
Open your ears, let it soak in and hear my vocals take a dose of Dopeness and overdose in a chair
I never boast to my peers I used to hope the showbiz is fair
It's hard for you stars to look close in the mirror
Yeah it's fact that it's platinum your favorite rappers sold
But he sold his soul in a year my sh**s doper than theirs so don't you compare the one propha, don dada none hotter
Son I could spit it til I run outta breath n***a (heavily gasps)
Surpa**ed the statement damn I'm half man, half amazing Illmatic blasting lately, no b**h would date me but p**y's my fascination
Hashtag bad b**h it ain't, that's a Blasian; Half black and Asian
I'm honest
Chronic, she got me on it
What you think I'm talking bout' Weed?
b**h I'm talking Masturbation
Every woman I hump ain't the one that I want
But I nut and I cum
Accidentally spilled some on my thumb, oh what have I done
Now she's swallowing 222 trillion 4 hunnid and seventy-seven billion six hunnid ninety-three thousand 8 hunnid and 71 of my sons (222,477,693,871)
Now that's a full course, f** hard, full force
When I see red between her legs I got Bull Horns; that Period co*k block
She drop top in that drop top, my bad b**hes are not thots
She pop lock and drop it, n***as trynna score but she block shots
Mi waan f** you enuh
You know seh me waan f** enuh
Mi nuh inna nyamin mi only inna ramming dem bwoy dem too happy dem waan f** batty
She seh she waan buddy, she haffi tek co*ky
How she a stand up? Sidung pon it
Yuh dun know
Mi waan f** you enuh
You know seh mi waan f** yuh... You know