B. I. Z. - PROSPECT TERRACE

Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
Rapping in public, I'm not embarrassed (Ay)
Pump out classics a habit and
Money by the bag like Karte's carrots
Rappers is maggots
Y'all bugging me
Man stop interrupting, you bugging G
Too cold on the mic, Yeah a goat what I'm like
So I'm prone to be killin it at some degree
Back to BIZness, kill the rap division
Wanda Maximoff these rappers lacking vision
But my sight is clear cuz I been having visions
All my tracks electric, ain't no gas emissions
Imma pass positions, Top 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Like a mathematician
I been solving problems homie that's the mission
End the competition and amass the riches
Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
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Yeah, Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
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Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
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Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
Welcome to the Prospect Terrace yo
I been proven that I'm really on the block
Til my city interlocks wit me
Dug deep to the rocks beneath
Tryna top what was brought from me
Opposition? nah I don't see
All your waveforms flatline, obviously
So I think it's that time for the autopsy
What the first line read huh?
What's it read huh?
Take a guess but It wasn't accidental how the instrumental massacred
I'm mastering a hunnid thousand ways that I can rap a verse
Ha, yeah I'm that absurd
I know people that I ain't seen in years I be in their ears
And I got em like "oh word?"
Been the most underrated in the whole world
Imma keep writing raps on the same street, same stu, same view
Nothing that I can't do
Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
What up Carter that's how we do it you like that?
You like that?
Yeah, Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
Yeah I see you
Welcome to the Prospect Terrace
Shoutout my man
I'm out
Welcome to the Prospect Terrace

Written by:
Braeden Bisbano

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