Future Tears
• Written by Prophetic
Kid Prophet,Prophet.....Or whatever you wanna call me
Praying for a dear god oh lord (8x)
Too many feelings fillin in my empty bottle
let it settle on the sea by tomorrow
disclosure lucky to have me no parvo
problems deeper den the pockets in my cargo
lets ball hard
shift da game like bets of a deck of cards
loose ships talk is cheap till dey fall apart
No bulletproof heart wen itz broken hard
Sober soldier wake up gotta be flawless
Take my feelings kill'em all put'em in a coffin
take a hit of this chronic and i get to coughin
family values are the most next to church offerings
Costs of the cheap aborptions
Laws make the crimes harshest
world never changes in the eye of the warrior
got blood in his eyes wen the clan neva heard of ya
seems like today that everything was all good
until my brutha got shot at for being in the wrong hood
walk thru my city like I thought that I could
but get jumped by disciples for being misunderstood
Now i'm gettin grown i'm my own man
I'm the prophecy unknown put u in da sand
No flakes no dust I'm the Sandman
Split my bread like Jesus for da whole fam
No fakin
wakened by the beast
my stolen pride
my strength released
Hold it down for daddy please
when he comes home
all evil fleets
Had to grow up by myself
the streetz taught me nobody's help
trust can be bad for your health
health is where my thoughts are held
No future
i write down allibies
Exclusive
to the thoughts thats in my mind
and I
Never knew that I could feel like this
Knew my life would be like this
Thought it'd be sweet like her lips
Candied paint
Brains distorted
people tend to die 20 years before there forty's
And I
Immortalized by my cries
my tears cling to my eyes as if thats where feelings reside
Hold up
Did you die on the battlefield soldier?
Lose your family to the hands of a devil?
Returning from the depths of a shadow
came from the king of a pharoah
lost in ur thoughts little fellow
underground heart no sorrow
government seems so shallow
Dawn of the dead I'm the people's champ
I ben working day and night like a standing lamp
Fall of my city i will never bow
I done work for my living just to shipp'em out
Gettin back to dem basics
go from government cheese to that steak and shrimp
eatin good cuz we made it
put my love on their playlist
And ur tipsy..... drinkin too many of dem feelings
holdin on to ur precious time
because love is far from unlimited
And death iz more than sublimitive because it hurts bad
its been 8 years since i seen my Dad
locked in a penitentiary
he was shipped there like he was first class
Honor Dad behind Iron bars
I was 14 when I crashed her car
Mama said always tell the truth
for in your next life you shall go far
And i'm faded....I don't know if i'm gonna make it
i'm faded along these sideburns
my solar lungs is where desire churns
No future
i write down allibies
Exclusive
to the thoughts thats in my mind
and I
Never knew that I could feel like this
Knew my life would be like this
Thought it'd be sweet like her lips
Candied paint
Brains distorted
people tend to die 20 years before there forty's
And I
Immortalized by my cries
my tears cling to my eyes as if thats where feelings reside
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Prophetic
Member since September 20 2014