Strictly 4 My Brothaz
Prince Prophet
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Yo
Look
Dummy stacks got my pockets lookin' fat
Boy I'm gettin' to the bag and representin' (That's a fact)
Cuz I been ballin', call me Tatum way I take em all to school
Young, fit and I'm gifted, plus the bitches think I'm cute
These rappers think that they the shit
They couldn't step up to my stool
I've been through hell and fuckin' back
But still I always played it cool and now
I stand on who I am, and ain't afraid to tell the truth
Cuz I been fightin', had my hands up ever since I was a youth
My brother used to scrap and beat me
Now I make this shit look easy
When you see me on the T.V.
Rippin' verses, livin' freely, I'm a
Old soul, start fire with no coal
I'm tired, but won't fold
In spite of the chokehold
My syle is just stone cold
A.I. with the cornrows
My rhymin' could form gold
Been grindin', shit Lord knows
Man, I wake up in the morning
Skip the grits, cuz I go get it
While my competition snorin', I could rinse you in a minute
All you corny rappers boring, I'm convinced that I'm the realest
This is really just a warning, bitch I'm rollin' with some killas
If you ever step to me, I guarantee you fuckin' finished
If you ever strike a chord, my course will have that shit diminished
Ain't afraid to catch a sentence, bitch I'm throwin' fuckin paragraphs
I choke the fuckin' king until he think of where his heir is at
I make a rapper sing until they bring me all the karats back
Or threaten me with violence, funny
I ain't even scared of that
My DNA is war and horror stories, I reside in peace
And honestly, I'm probably the only one anomaly
I carry weight with modesty, but feel like I'm a prodigy
These rappers think they got to me
I run my shit, autonomy
A star but not astronomy, this shit here is my odyssey
I still abide the policy of just fulfill the prophecy
To be the fuckin' greatest, that's engrained in my biology
My life is full of action and your life was like a comedy
We cut from different cloths, and I ain't just talkin the quality
I wrote this whole song just to celebrate comradery
I'm sick of all the noise and all the shit that's gettin' covered
Know I got a lot of songs, but this is strictly for my brothers
Strictly for my
Strictly for my
Strictly for my brothers
Know I got a lot of songs, but this is strictly for my brothers
I got a lot of boys and I don't know what they have suffered
Somehow they keep it poised, so this is strictly for my brothers
Strictly for my
Strictly for my
Strictly for my brothers
Somehow they keep it poised, so this is strictly for my brothers
They missed a lot of joys for the road that was discovered
But they don't got a choice, so this is strictly for my brothers
Strictly for my
Strictly for my
Strictly for my brothers
Man they don't got a choice so this is strictly for my brothers
Second verse, uh
Look
The way I'm spittin' verses, like I memorized the phonics
And I done got em bouncin', like my words have got hydraulics
They say that I'm astoundin', I'm the man, they call me Profit
My timin' is immaculate, my rhyming very polished
If you play you get demolished, stay away, my clique is violent
Green berets in helicopters
I'm just tryna break ya conscious
I ain't been the one to take it, never then and never now
Shit I would die before I quit or even think of throwin' towels
I got too many people with me and I gotta make em proud
So I been shakin' up the city, yea I swear I'm movin' ground
This is for all the people in it and the ones that been around
The ones that sufferin' in silence, they don't ever make a sound
This is for every single teammate that was there to hold it down
You know the type to grab the board and check the score and kick it out
This is for every single person that was forced to take the route
And they don't look for recognition, just a way of gettin' out
This is for every single soldier with a shoulder full of doubt
This is life and it gets hard, so you gotta push it farther
Ain't no sense in fuckin' dyin', got too much to be a part of
Man my potna fuckin' cryin', he ain't seen his fuckin' daughter
She was born and he was fightin', I just hope he's not a martyr
This the reason that I'm writin', this is not for everybody
This is only for the realest, that have sacrificed they body
That's the least of all the worries for the ones that got a family
This for every single man that never really had a plan B
Really in the trenches, Ion think you understand me
I say it so you hear, this really isn't for no others
In case it wasn't clear, this is Strictly 4 My Brothaz