Quizy Quiz - Prophet Lyrics

Walk up in this motherfucker like a fucking prophet
Shut this motherfucker down like a broken socket
To be honest, I'm fucking tired of being modest
I'm out for every artist, everyone's a fucking target
Hows the sound of it
This here's the end product
Y'all done pushed me to my fucking edge
Now y'all paying homage
I'm Kellogs when its crunch time
The fuck's a punchline
When you sound like YouTube comments
And I'm fly as two comets
You fucking puppets, you dancing to the sound of trumpets
I'm passing judgements like I'm out for justice, packing shovels
Ive got a swimming pool filled with rapping fluid
That's a metaphor to show you fools that I'm fucking fueled
And I'm ready
Heart beating but my aim is steady
I don't care who I hit tonight I'm not feeling friendly
And its right, and its alright if I'm feeling deadly
Cause tonight, this is your night, that way to the cemetery
Send obituaries, somebody inform the families
I'm a Mercenary, rapping to me is secondary
Its kill kill till my status quo is legendary
I got that ill skill, fuck it I'm not ordinary
Walk up in this motherfucker like a fucking prophet
Shut this motherfucker down like a broken socket
To be honest, I'm fucking tired of being modest
I'm out for every artist, everyone's a fucking target
I love the sound of it
This dark tune feels unfit
For the soft dude with concrete spit
But its a fool moon, call me a hypocrite
Ill rap about my last chick
While your chick sends me tittie pics
Menage a trios with a dirty dozen, two sixes
Smash em both like suplexes
I'm in this mood to be fucking rude
But lord don't let me be misunderstood
I'm just tired of giving more than i really should
I know I'm fucking ill but why they acting like they found a cure
This is what happens when Quizy Quiz goes BANG
And you can't even take your shot like you out of range
But im in it to win it, this business is wicked
You gotta come sick with it or we cant kick it like this the Paralympics
This is sunlight to a vampire
power shift in the empire
An ice-pack to cool your fire
A 9-inch nail through your tire
I'ma kill your drive, fuck your pride
Hit you left, hit you right
Blind-side you and leave you blind
Cause you ain't got vision but at-least you tried
Walk up in this motherfucker like a fucking prophet
Shut this motherfucker down like a broken socket
To be honest, I'm fucking tired of being modest
I'm out for every artist, everyone's a fucking target

Walk up in this motherfucker like a fucking prophet
Shut this motherfucker down like a broken socket
To be honest, I'm fucking tired of being modest
I'm out for every artist, everyone's a fucking target
Hows the sound of it
This here's the end product
Y'all done pushed me to my fucking edge
Now y'all paying homage
I'm Kellogs when its crunch time
The fuck's a punchline
When you sound like YouTube comments
And I'm fly as two comets
You fucking puppets, you dancing to the sound of trumpets
I'm passing judgements like I'm out for justice, packing shovels
Ive got a swimming pool filled with rapping fluid
That's a metaphor to show you fools that I'm fucking fueled
And I'm ready
Heart beating but my aim is steady
I don't care who I hit tonight I'm not feeling friendly
And its right, and its alright if I'm feeling deadly
Cause tonight, this is your night, that way to the cemetery
Send obituaries, somebody inform the families
I'm a Mercenary, rapping to me is secondary
Its kill kill till my status quo is legendary
I got that ill skill, fuck it I'm not ordinary
Walk up in this motherfucker like a fucking prophet
Shut this motherfucker down like a broken socket
To be honest, I'm fucking tired of being modest
I'm out for every artist, everyone's a fucking target
I love the sound of it
This dark tune feels unfit
For the soft dude with concrete spit
But its a fool moon, call me a hypocrite
Ill rap about my last chick
While your chick sends me tittie pics
Menage a trios with a dirty dozen, two sixes
Smash em both like suplexes
I'm in this mood to be fucking rude
But lord don't let me be misunderstood
I'm just tired of giving more than i really should
I know I'm fucking ill but why they acting like they found a cure
This is what happens when Quizy Quiz goes BANG
And you can't even take your shot like you out of range
But im in it to win it, this business is wicked
You gotta come sick with it or we cant kick it like this the Paralympics
This is sunlight to a vampire
power shift in the empire
An ice-pack to cool your fire
A 9-inch nail through your tire
I'ma kill your drive, fuck your pride
Hit you left, hit you right
Blind-side you and leave you blind
Cause you ain't got vision but at-least you tried
Walk up in this motherfucker like a fucking prophet
Shut this motherfucker down like a broken socket
To be honest, I'm fucking tired of being modest
I'm out for every artist, everyone's a fucking target