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Buddha the Prophet - Apollo Lyrics



Buddha the Prophet - Apollo Lyrics




Born in the ghetto
Maneuvered through slums
And the world that im carrying must way a ton
Cus my shoulder are slumped and my back is a hunch
Mostly from friends that turned out to be bums
Watching their mothers
Bury their sons
Eating you pussies for breakfast and brunch
When god made the earth
He dubbed me the one
Making all of you bastards my sons
Sick of the life that we living in poverty
System is making a mockery outta me
Taking your property's winning the lottery
Chopping the powder on top of the crockery
I am exclusive while you're shits a novelty
Poaching for verses like mines out of ivory
Heres my philosophy kind of an oddity
Smoke enough weed till theres no one as high as me

There is no stopping me
Devil's inside of me
Traveling Odyssey
Bitches on top of me
Trying to f*cka me
Bearded like Socrates
Rolling up broccoli
Lifting your spirit
Into the astronomy
This aint a gimmick
Its not an anomaly
God sent me here because
I am The prophecy

Wrap up
If you gonna f*ck his wife
Mask off
If you gonna take his life
Strap up
If you really ride or die
When you aiming down the sights
Hit em in his third eye
Wrap up
If you gonna f*ck his wife
Mask off
If you gonna take his life
Strap up
If you really ride or die
At the end of every barrel
Is a free ride to they sky
Repping my hood
I'm out in the streets
Where ever when ever you want it we meet
You bring the beef
We bring the heat
And I promise you one thing
My people gon eat
Pushing that loud but
We keep it discrete
F*cking with me then
You f*ck with the fleet
Talking your shit
You thinking its sweet
Having your mother uncover a sheet
Not into hand shakes
Bout all that gang shit
Hiding the weapons inside of The pantry
Dickies my brand
I'm never too fancy
Still f*ck your bitch in the back of a taxi
Flirting with death so i sleep in a casket
Got a few friendlys that
Swift with the ratchet
Smoking so much that we higher than bat shit
Walk in my shoes kid
You wouldn't hack it
Choke on my pride
When i try n swallow it
If We gon fight
Best bring a following
Homies gon ride
Loading up hollow tips
Glock on the side
Dragging the hundo clip
Red and the white
On my wheres waldo shit
You faking the macho shit
On my bravado shit
When you gon realize the system aint stopping shit
Run with a squad thats as tight as El Chapo's click

There is no stopping me
Devil's inside of me
Traveling Odyssey
Bitches on top of me
Trying to f*cka me
Bearded like Socrates
Rolling up broccoli
Lifting your spirit
Into the astronomy
This aint a gimmick
Its not an anomaly
God sent me here because
I am The prophecy
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English

Born in the ghetto
Maneuvered through slums
And the world that im carrying must way a ton
Cus my shoulder are slumped and my back is a hunch
Mostly from friends that turned out to be bums
Watching their mothers
Bury their sons
Eating you pussies for breakfast and brunch
When god made the earth
He dubbed me the one
Making all of you bastards my sons
Sick of the life that we living in poverty
System is making a mockery outta me
Taking your property's winning the lottery
Chopping the powder on top of the crockery
I am exclusive while you're shits a novelty
Poaching for verses like mines out of ivory
Heres my philosophy kind of an oddity
Smoke enough weed till theres no one as high as me

There is no stopping me
Devil's inside of me
Traveling Odyssey
Bitches on top of me
Trying to f*cka me
Bearded like Socrates
Rolling up broccoli
Lifting your spirit
Into the astronomy
This aint a gimmick
Its not an anomaly
God sent me here because
I am The prophecy

Wrap up
If you gonna f*ck his wife
Mask off
If you gonna take his life
Strap up
If you really ride or die
When you aiming down the sights
Hit em in his third eye
Wrap up
If you gonna f*ck his wife
Mask off
If you gonna take his life
Strap up
If you really ride or die
At the end of every barrel
Is a free ride to they sky
Repping my hood
I'm out in the streets
Where ever when ever you want it we meet
You bring the beef
We bring the heat
And I promise you one thing
My people gon eat
Pushing that loud but
We keep it discrete
F*cking with me then
You f*ck with the fleet
Talking your shit
You thinking its sweet
Having your mother uncover a sheet
Not into hand shakes
Bout all that gang shit
Hiding the weapons inside of The pantry
Dickies my brand
I'm never too fancy
Still f*ck your bitch in the back of a taxi
Flirting with death so i sleep in a casket
Got a few friendlys that
Swift with the ratchet
Smoking so much that we higher than bat shit
Walk in my shoes kid
You wouldn't hack it
Choke on my pride
When i try n swallow it
If We gon fight
Best bring a following
Homies gon ride
Loading up hollow tips
Glock on the side
Dragging the hundo clip
Red and the white
On my wheres waldo shit
You faking the macho shit
On my bravado shit
When you gon realize the system aint stopping shit
Run with a squad thats as tight as El Chapo's click

There is no stopping me
Devil's inside of me
Traveling Odyssey
Bitches on top of me
Trying to f*cka me
Bearded like Socrates
Rolling up broccoli
Lifting your spirit
Into the astronomy
This aint a gimmick
Its not an anomaly
God sent me here because
I am The prophecy
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Writer: Feliks Salman
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Performed By: Buddha the Prophet
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Feliks Salman
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