Prophecy

Took a year off Took a year off now I'm back for beginnings Clear the head top yeah Invicti back sinning Ten commandments ain’t shit if you winning Look at me go dead top not spinning Click into the money shine off go hard Sick puke like it's funny mine a la mod Sole fluke gone like success already given Invicti only prophecy is death and years in prison All I wanna do is get high Talk of me I am bad guy Die right now that shit is not an option But in case I already built myself a coffin Crack pipe smoking I don't wanna know your name bitch Is you speak of sex or drugs that's my only language Die rich live poor bricks behind the brick door Bleed for tongues sour leave the clit licks to bitch boys Fighting for the system nah it don’t understand me Leave the poverty in bed sleep to eat can't breathe Lift feet kick doors Victi here to win wars Fight the motherfuckers till we die this is family All I wanna do is get high Talk of me I am bad guy Die right now that shit is not an option But in case I already built myself a coffin You want energy well let me push it through your systems Victi done dealt his drugs created his victims Some might call it clientele doom these addicts straight to hell Play your little violin live or dead I can’t tell All I wanna do is get high Talk of me I am bad guy Die right now that shit is not an option But in case I already built myself a coffin What the f*ck is wrong with you Invicti you don’t think jeez Chasing all your dreams and shit you push it down you force sleep Screaming all your lyrics thinking oh you found you compete You gon' find yourself alone playa you should trust me Trust me trust I am here for cutting Lines and lust we snuffed the trust like I am not your buddy Force sleep force smile Victi you been here a while Everybody staring but nobody got they money (broke) All I want to do is get high Speak of me I am bad guy Die right now is simply not an option But in case I built myself a coffin Thing about me you do not know my language Here to kill you motherfuckers yes I am the vanquish Ain’t this Angst bitch Everything is bloody If I kill the wife and kids baby would you trust me Trust me trust I am here for cutting Said the line so earlier but who cares is disgusting Grab the body cut it up I do not no give no fucks I just want to find your bitch Watermelon cut her up All I wanna do is get high Talk of me I am bad guy Die right now that shit is not an option But in case I already built myself a coffin