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Prophecii - G R I M Lyrics
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Badman who better than me?
Making the calls like a referee
You don't like me?
Shame on you
Cause you taking L's, while I'm making P's
Talking mad get smacked
Talking mad but you clapped
Talking mad like you bad
Take your girl, put her on her knees while I write this rap
Mad
Stay on my P's and Q's
But don't tempt me cause I'll go for the kill
Chill
Dem man talk too much
Live in the flesh, better back that chat
Chill
Mandem moving mad
But I ain't no joke, start moving correct
Chill
Gyaldem moving different
Seeing potential, man can blow
Boom
Mad, Insane
Talk about me, get a slap to the face
Talk about me, boy I'm not your mate
Tell a man shut up, Stormzy says
Tell a man shut up, you lot are skengs
Pray to the Lord, so you know that i'm blessed
Said what I said and I said it with chest
You man are scared, if you're brave, come test
Ha
Still don't rate me? That's crazy
Your girl in my DMs calling me baby
Just might slide in, yeah, maybe
Taking your Mrs, nah bruh I'm playing
But don't test me, I'm crazy
That's crazy, man don't rate me
Man don't care about all that, shout out JME
Doing my ting, why a man so wavy
Doing my ting, why a man so wavy
Popping a perc, now I move so lazy
Nah I'm just playing, you know I'm just joking
Mans just rhyming, I don't do drugs
You lot be creeping, I don't do bugs
Uh huh
Can't stop me, I break down doors
Uh huh
First place but I don't keep scores
Uh huh
Wiping the floor, but I don't do chores
Uh huh
Man give me the crown, I deserve that
Man give me that bag, I deserve that
Throw shade at me, throw it right back
Bad b on me, throw it right back
She throw it right back
Woah
Man don't know
X all these hOes like tic tac toe
Got 3 man in a 2 door looking for 1
3 to 1 ratio, mad
Shout out Mark
Shout out Cj
Shout out Chuck, that's my family
That's my brudda, Them my blood
Promise them ill get to the top
There's no slacking now
Step to me, i'm not backing down
Beat you down like Pacquiao
Give me a mic and ill shut it down
Yeah, I'll shut it down
Yeah, I'll shut it down
Who?
Me vs. You that's just an abuse
Look me up, then check the reviews
I'm no joke you silly excuse
Made it here cause I paid my dues
You can't walk a mile in my shoes
Its not that deep, do this shit in my sleep
Music ting is what I breathe
Easy
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English

Badman who better than me?
Making the calls like a referee
You don't like me?
Shame on you
Cause you taking L's, while I'm making P's
Talking mad get smacked
Talking mad but you clapped
Talking mad like you bad
Take your girl, put her on her knees while I write this rap
Mad
Stay on my P's and Q's
But don't tempt me cause I'll go for the kill
Chill
Dem man talk too much
Live in the flesh, better back that chat
Chill
Mandem moving mad
But I ain't no joke, start moving correct
Chill
Gyaldem moving different
Seeing potential, man can blow
Boom
Mad, Insane
Talk about me, get a slap to the face
Talk about me, boy I'm not your mate
Tell a man shut up, Stormzy says
Tell a man shut up, you lot are skengs
Pray to the Lord, so you know that i'm blessed
Said what I said and I said it with chest
You man are scared, if you're brave, come test
Ha
Still don't rate me? That's crazy
Your girl in my DMs calling me baby
Just might slide in, yeah, maybe
Taking your Mrs, nah bruh I'm playing
But don't test me, I'm crazy
That's crazy, man don't rate me
Man don't care about all that, shout out JME
Doing my ting, why a man so wavy
Doing my ting, why a man so wavy
Popping a perc, now I move so lazy
Nah I'm just playing, you know I'm just joking
Mans just rhyming, I don't do drugs
You lot be creeping, I don't do bugs
Uh huh
Can't stop me, I break down doors
Uh huh
First place but I don't keep scores
Uh huh
Wiping the floor, but I don't do chores
Uh huh
Man give me the crown, I deserve that
Man give me that bag, I deserve that
Throw shade at me, throw it right back
Bad b on me, throw it right back
She throw it right back
Woah
Man don't know
X all these hOes like tic tac toe
Got 3 man in a 2 door looking for 1
3 to 1 ratio, mad
Shout out Mark
Shout out Cj
Shout out Chuck, that's my family
That's my brudda, Them my blood
Promise them ill get to the top
There's no slacking now
Step to me, i'm not backing down
Beat you down like Pacquiao
Give me a mic and ill shut it down
Yeah, I'll shut it down
Yeah, I'll shut it down
Who?
Me vs. You that's just an abuse
Look me up, then check the reviews
I'm no joke you silly excuse
Made it here cause I paid my dues
You can't walk a mile in my shoes
Its not that deep, do this shit in my sleep
Music ting is what I breathe
Easy
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Writer: Dike Onyeanula
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Prophecii G R I M Video


Performed By: Prophecii
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Dike Onyeanula

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