Ayo yo
Im puttin Prophet ina coffin,wit my lyrical projectiles
Leave yo fuckin neckbone twisted like braided hairstyles
Prophet ride more dicks then the chicks in Penthouse
I leave yo carcass in the garbage beside the demos u sent-out
I spit out sparks like a malfunctioning electrical socket
I make sure Christopher Reeves will be walkin before Prophet
After this,he gon quit rap and go lookin for God like Mase
Prophet spit so much shit,he should be wearing pampers on his face
So let me end this correctly so this nigga will understand-it
All yo skill is just a myth like the Roswell UFO that crash landed