[Hook]
I’ll pour the gasoline on your halo…
I’ll flip the zippo, put it in your hand...
[Verse 1] (Prophecyy)
Yeah, some say i don't got the work...
Til’ i show em the job that i'm after
I know i got a lotta to learn but, still…
It don’t mean i dont have the advantage
I still got a lot to learn, yes i've been on the work
Til’ i am not on earth, off of the planet
I'm still looking on the search, i can not find the words
For me to tell you, i’m better than average
They don't know the vision i'm killing within the writtens
Everything i'm spitting is different than what you hearing
Everything i’ve written ain't fiction, it's what i'm living
So, back it before I begin to end you before you repent
You don't even know all the power that I can hold
I, Plan on rapping everyday until i'm getting old
You, don’t, wanna know what I do when i am alone
And, you don’t pay attention, so guess that you’ll never know
So, don't come looking for trouble unless you rumble
And you'll never bring me under, drag me down but i won't tumble
I’ll get better and you’ll stumble, get ready to meet my knuckles
If you ever wanna see your fate it's me that you will come to...
Okay, now, i guess i’ll have to end it
I know you’ll probably swipe away and soon you will forget this
Even though you might come back, here’s one thing to remember
I will never settle for less, and i’m only getting better, yeah...
[Hook]
I’ll pour the gasoline on your halo…
I’ll flip the zippo, put it in your hand...
I’ll pour the gasoline on your halo…
I’ll flip the zippo, put it in your hand...
[Verse 2] (VII)
Some call this a masterpiece...
I call this a piece of the master
Way back, i would only show half the beast...
I think it's time to show what i’ve captured
These demons love to run after me…
They don't want me to get what i'm after
I love it and i watch them run faster
I'm headed for the journey enough with the chatter
In love with the chase...
I already found my style, i found my flow, i found my voice
It ain't up for debate…
I ain't even trying to sign, I signed my soul, it's not your choice
Now get out of my face...! (Gunshot)
Oh yeah they fuck with the pace
I know that they hungry, I serve them a plate
And i put in the work, ain't nothing you could say
Cuz’ i started the game but i ain't here to play…
Okay now, let me speed it up
I treat the beat like all you pussys let me beat it up
I'm a slave to the game until the day they freeing us
And until i die, i dont give a fuck…
I stay motivated with the mindstate that my mind caches up at stake
Everybody gotta think that they gotta sign today
But real talk, nowadays it's our way… (way..)
[Hook]
I’ll pour the gasoline on your halo…
I’ll flip the zippo, put it in your hand...
I’ll pour the gasoline on your halo…
I’ll flip the zippo, put it in your hand...
[Outro] (VII)
Halo… Halo…
Don't be so quick to judge, this ain't no Halo…
Halo… Halo…
Don't be so quick to judge, this ain't no Halo...
