Prophecy Lyrics

You don't wanna spar with a beast

You might unleash

The freak show I ain't smiling mona lisa

I'm just taking a stand I ain't no preacher

But when this ends you will be a believer

Take a knife to my chest cut it open

I only bleed success that's a slogan

Music is medicine it saved me at hopeless

I hope you know I live for these moments, yeah

Why would you tell me that I'm never gonna make it?

Why would you feed me all these lies of self hatred?

I only ever wanted us to make it

No you want the whole world to know that I'm crazy

Hi, come into your room with a knife

Bye then we leave when the panic starts to rise yeah

Lies now we on the phone acting all surprised

Why? you blame us when you know this my

Prophecy

This is what the Lord has said to me

I told yall my epiphany

I'm just rapping out my destiny

Welcome to my prophecy

This is what the Lord has said to me

Let me preach my homily

Just loading the artillery

A prophecy been waiting so long that I have a college degree

In horology, now I need an apology

You doubted and I delivered it's called biology

A living embodiment of my ideology

I massacred the manager I'm not an amatuer

Made my circle small

Two of us makes the diameter

You cannot subtract me

Divisible by two and even then none of you can have me

I opened up my eyes now I see what hides

Behind the mask people call what their lives

Putting on my paint yea pennywise

Fake smiles, big strides, strange times

Hi walk into the room with a fake life nice

Never gonna know who I was that night

Kinda hard to tell apart who's that guy?

I'm bout to speak let me preach my

Prophecy

This is what the Lord has said to me

I told yall my epiphany

I'm just rapping out my destiny

Welcome to my prophecy

This is what the Lord has said to me

Let me preach my homily

Just loading the artillery

Prophecy

This is what the Lord has said to me

I told yall my epiphany

I'm just rapping out my destiny

Welcome to my prophecy

This is what the Lord has said to me

Let me preach my homily

Just loading the artillery