Buckshot (@buckeshot)
Prophet*
Lyrics from Snippet and Live Performance
[Intro]
Oscar
[Chorus]
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I'm in stained glass jeans with Swarovskis on the pocket
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I be wrapped up in a shroud, I'm still off but I'm still walkin'
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I'm in stained glass jeans with Swarovskis on the pocket
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I be wrapped up in a shroud, I'm still off but I'm still walkin'
[Verse]
I see recesses of your silhouette fade again
The horizons of burnin' red, rusted sunsets
Because of me, she dinin' red in her favorite dress
Left for dead, the candle burnin' up in your head
Fuck your label, ain't our offer
Throw 'em in the dump, don't even try to bother
Came a long way, just me and my brothers
Seen worse shit, yeah, we had to suffer
Haunted Mound boys, yeah, they keep a Mossberg
Shout-out my day ones, shout-out to Oscar
Fuck the police, still fuck all these coppers
Grind so hard, but I'm never gonna stop it
24-carat gold-plated red-breasted gold birds
In my pockets, chirp, chirp
Off the ecstasy, gurn, gurn
When I'm walkin' down the street, I got key rings hangin' off of me
Like a motherfuckin' shine on me, I'm dressed up in these Robin's Jeans
[Chorus]
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I'm in stained glass jeans with Swarovskis on the pocket
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I be wrapped up in a shroud, I'm still off but I'm still walkin'
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I'm in stained glass jeans with Swarovskis on the pocket
No, I'm not a prophet, only wings are on my Robin's
I be wrapped up in a shroud, I'm still off but I'm still walkin'
[Outro]
Wrap-wrapped up in a shroud, I'm still off but I'm still walkin'