[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