Da Prophet Makin Da Profit - All I Know

Ha what's up yee
I know you see me coming
Ha no need for running
Listen
Been driving white vans lately cargada de pounds
And when I'm talking 'bout them pounds I'm talking 'bout pounds
Call me the greyhound the way I'm running for mine
Watch me come around the corner mayne I'm always on time
Them haters dropping them dimes as I'm dropping my rhymes
Dollars makes sense/cents baby cause I hear how it chimes
Ignored the warning signs then I went AWOL
NATION and SAILED away far away from the law
I go hard and gave it all and never stopped to look back
Cause if I did I wouldn't remember where I was at
My worlds a lil flat cause I live on the edge
I'm a simple machine baby call me a wedge
In between two girls cause I'm spreading they legs
In between two worlds if I jump off this ledge
Call me the gat master quick to fire hot peppers
Ini Kamoze in this bitch aka the HOT STEPPA
And this is how I roll
Sittin low creepin slow drinkin barre
And this is All I Know
If they hating though you let them know who we are
And when I gots to flow
I make show that I go real hard
I'm far from being broke
But I'm poor when I Po a fo deuce quad
I'm the zig zag leopard living in a urban jungle
Or call me Samson how I make my city rumble
Or crumble your world in many pieces
My brother don't go broke trying to pay all these leases
And all these police's don't take advantage of the badge
We don't like crooked cops mayne
That mess be so bad
I make the opposition mad and let the fake fade away
Kill haters all day after I ask myself who shall I slay
So in the end of days you can have the mark of the beast
But you still gone find me underground to say the least
Devily possessed like the priest in The Right
Anthony Hopkins
I'm the Prophet in the flesh patna check out my markings
Don't hit me up while I'm working unless it's bout some loot
Operating system shut down then I have to reboot
Then watch me how I boot scootin boogie on these Kountry Rap Tunez
I got the hit to make ya high can't fuck wit my paint fumes
I'm player like a ZUNE plug me up and just use me
Let me holla at ya ma I want you to abuse me
If I ignite don't defuse me cause I choose to blow up
From Lone Star to Empire State I gots to throw it up
And this is how I roll
Sittin low creepin slow drinkin barre
And this is All I Know
If they hating though you let them know who we are
And when I gots to flow
I make show that I go real hard
I'm far from being broke
But I'm poor when I Po a fo deuce quad
Ayo what's GOOD HOOD
I am now the man DTRE
QuaDuece Cuatro Viente
Da Prophet Makin Profit son
You already what time this is
And this is how I roll
Sittin low creepin slow drinkin barre
And this is All I Know
If they hating though you let them know who we are
And when I gots to flow
I make show that I go real hard
I'm far from being broke
But I'm poor when I Po a fo deuce quad

Written by:
Daniel Padilla

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