Roc Marciano – The Prophecy

Roc Marciano – The Prophecy Lyrics

Artist: Roc Marciano
Song: The Prophecy

Collect my thoughts
My mind moves at warp speed, i often talk
To myself about greed, why i smoke so much weed
And indeed i love my freedom like my unborn seed

Normally out of your league
I bond like sean connery
Honor me with knowledge
Pure homage, i’m astonishing

Future promising, harnessing notes
Composer, i be catching the holy ghost
Over and over until you start sobering up
Shine solar, spread ebola cross tracks

Computer viruses eating the wax
Send a fax to you verbally
Snap your whole vertebrae
My word play is exquisite

Electrici-ty
I be on thе pacific side of water
My world order to joust
Sit and build on that for hours

I’m broadеr than broadway
In broad daylight
While emcees bite the parkade
My star is a jar

Have a seat and parlay, god
Word to father fard
I am no fraud, my origin sharp as a sword
Razorbacks from here to arkansas

Hardcore tracks, how could you ask for more?
From suffolk to nassau
This is the last straw, your glass jaw
Shatters i move matter for sure

Cross the shores of brain waves
Mayonnaise spread across the bread like boars’ head
Purveyors of daylight, bathing in my haven
I force fed my bredrin like brave men

Breath and light so metric conditioning keep me nice
Now listen i’m the beneficent
Travel the whole damn distance
For instance my science connects to form a sentence

Paragraphs i craft like graphite
My son keep your head up like a giraffe
sh#t is getting drastic
I’m a classic like the ’67 chevy yet incredibly new

You know my pedigree’s better than medicine
My measurements, five foot seven and a half
One mass of every element, positive gas
My knowledge is everlasting, read while i’m fasting

The feats that i achieve will make a rapper retire
Like zachariah, my gun fire, sundry a raisin
Blazing, the man, the messiah, the fans admire
My attire, rhyme supplier, some say sire

My dialect’s high tech, reliable
Dressed in flesh, i’m just fresh
Other rappers test vile and may god bless the child
Cause i go the extra mile

My style flex across the us
Bringing forth the offerings of musical offspring
Holocaust, my forces combine, i write a rhyme
The planets form one line, all nine in mine

Check it
Who are you?
Cause i go the extra mile
Ayo roc i hear you talking

But who listens?
The prison’s painted black with white lines son
So i write rhymes and when the time’s right i recite
A plethora, check the messenger type with foggy nights

And soggy nikes, you’re probably right yo
And as a hobby, beast mugabi took flight
Ignite grasslands, imagine if the frail and famine strikes
Picket and march like dykes, i can dig it

Get your digits right
It’s quite normal and tonight dress formal
Because the invitation scorches the disorderly
I’ve grown to be more than glory

My pops was on cocaine, my mom was on her own
Grown slowly like rogaine, the hope remains purely but
Surely i hold pain with more soul than trane
He’s not worthy like james

He got lifted like cranes and sniffed it
His brain shifted and he blames god’s gift and explains
To design these rhymes hard like times and it’s strange
Still my love for this game it feels strained like ligaments

Predicaments change, the reign’s infinite
I am what i am by the grace of god
Sons and daughters, the broken bridges over troubled waters
When the clock strikes midnight you’ll be rocking pinstripes

Looking for insight, the pressure fits in tight
So treasure these moments, in the dim lights
Opponents far from homeless, yes the man’s super, the lane lois
Stack hoes like cold cuts yo, you know my focus

Runs wild like jokers, drinks and coasters
Life size posters of air mag, the chair man
Of the quotas keep you moving like boulders
But rovers don’t grow on trees

The god stole the style
Rollers move copasetic so let it be kinetic
Like energy and spread it
It better be beheaded

Come fed it like birdbrain
The word game severed
My birth name, super-boy
The t-a-p planet

The eagle has landed
On top the el dorado
My pockets designed by prada
Don’t follow, be a leader

I swallow the medicine
I sense the veteran is hollow
But i just concern yo
It don’t return when they borrow

Tonight the apollo, but tomorrow
It’ll be the prophet
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Roc Marciano Lyrics – The Prophecy

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