Prophecy Lyrics

Took a year off

Took a year off now I'm back for beginnings

Clear the head top yeah Invicti back sinning

Ten commandments ain’t shit if you winning

Look at me go dead top not spinning

Click into the money shine off go hard

Sick puke like it's funny mine a la mod

Sole fluke gone like success already given

Invicti only prophecy is death and years in prison

All I wanna do is get high

Talk of me I am bad guy

Die right now that shit is not an option

But in case I already built myself a coffin

Crack pipe smoking I don't wanna know your name bitch

Is you speak of sex or drugs that's my only language

Die rich live poor bricks behind the brick door

Bleed for tongues sour leave the clit licks to bitch boys

Fighting for the system nah it don’t understand me

Leave the poverty in bed sleep to eat can't breathe

Lift feet kick doors Victi here to win wars

Fight the motherfuckers till we die this is family

All I wanna do is get high

Talk of me I am bad guy

Die right now that shit is not an option

But in case I already built myself a coffin

You want energy well let me push it through your systems

Victi done dealt his drugs created his victims

Some might call it clientele doom these addicts straight to hell

Play your little violin live or dead I can’t tell

All I wanna do is get high

Talk of me I am bad guy

Die right now that shit is not an option

But in case I already built myself a coffin

What the fuck is wrong with you Invicti you don’t think jeez

Chasing all your dreams and shit you push it down you force sleep

Screaming all your lyrics thinking oh you found you compete

You gon' find yourself alone playa you should trust me

Trust me trust I am here for cutting

Lines and lust we snuffed the trust like I am not your buddy

Force sleep force smile Victi you been here a while

Everybody staring but nobody got they money (Broke)

All I want to do is get high

Speak of me I am bad guy

Die right now is simply not an option

But in case I built myself a coffin

Thing about me you do not know my language

Here to kill you motherfuckers yes I am the vanquish

Ain’t this

Angst bitch

Everything is bloody

If I kill the wife and kids baby would you trust me

Trust me trust I am here for cutting

Said the line so earlier but who cares is disgusting

Grab the body cut it up

I do not no give no fucks

I just want to find your bitch

Watermelon cut her up

All I wanna do is get high

Talk of me I am bad guy

Die right now that shit is not an option

But in case I already built myself a coffin