rez proph - bad news [lord knows freestyle] lyrics
1st verse [flowsik]
through the pain and the trickery, all the rain and the misery
caused by my name will remain an epiphany
for lames in they little league, claimin a bit of me is in em are tryinna book a change in ident-ty
modern day t-tles gave us the liberty to say what we say wit the bravest ability
we dropped bombsh-lls… “day in the middle east”
told you it’s gon take some prayers ta get at me
blame femininity for n-ggas on they momma dough
talkin wreckless to the miners that can find the gold
we online ta show everything possible
if i can go to war wit my people like geronimo
just ta teach a lesson, get my block ta grow
im big abroad, son’s hot over there like the tropicals
wish that i could blow the critics wit the lama though i’m only over here coza everything they plottin fo’
witness how i don’t work off crowds
coz i just come and do it by myself, jerk off style
maaaan, i dodged eyyything worth no while
i’m a cl-ss, you’z a sure d(“shawty”)… “girl or child”/
i heard y’all bow to alotta 3 member rap cliques
but me and rez we dont remember that sh-t
coz none gifted ta be better at this
and only the 3 kings from december had gifts
jeeeeeeesus.. your team never had it please get a raplift coz we tend ta practice on any rhyme breathing, these men’ll pack it
and sit it down, like the scene where the f-g p-ss
‘tcheah! lord knows im a goon tho deliver bad news mr numero uno
7.30 wit the pen… who never knew tho?
couple colours in this game, you bet on ludo
2nd verse [rez proph]
been receiving get well soon wishes since my first 16/
i spit h-ll fumes b-tches/my scripts spell doom, which is/
the reason health looms not on my verse,sh-ts mean/
self groomed goon/
got god on my worshipped team/
the worst kid/
a wordsmiths dream/
his purpose being/
to walk this earth with truth and honor/
and work with fiends/
he’s all about dope and perfect cream/
word to drizzy lord knows…
money can purchase dreams/
so he’s here working/
searching for blue skies/
cause he’s known grae…
since way before the birth of jean/
and no i ain’t tryna be as fly as ‘them’/
cause i’m over here holdin my ground/ ’til the surface seems/
to be glued to my kicks/
and i ain’t budging f-ckers/
truly true to my clique/
and i ain’t trusting suckers/
certain people counting on the rap prophet/
its in my iris that…
my teams like a pirates patched socket/
cause ain’t no eye in it/
and i ain’t doing this just by myself/
so peace to all the n-ggas that i’m trying with…
with no level of inferiority in the verses/
majority already…
regarded me as the church’s…
artistry/
all heavenly/
its gotta be…
cause i’m worth this/
arteries…
all legendary/
heart in me…
is the purpose/
pardon me if i lost you/
what i’m tryna say is…
its the god in me that i talk through/
you gotta see what the cross do/
we crucify dudes…
when we hardly see what it cost you/
to build your whole life around this rap thing/
so i’m tryna stop judging n-ggas for their actions/
a few cats asked what happened to the old rez??
exactly that……..
i got old heads/
pic-sso wouldn’t paint like he just learnt to sketch/
don’t expect me to rap like i’m still tryna earn respect…..
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