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Terry Brown(WholeStory )

Pest Control (feat. OCD Kupid)

Lil B , Lil Nick , MEZZO , Lil K , BabyZo Wick - RUN DOWN ( ProdBy. Cee 4 ) ( Official Audio )

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28 - Moment For Life - Prophit

This that reefa for the chiefers,
This that crack this for the tweakers/
Coca'ina in ya speakers
Serving niggas, no subpoenas/
I been up ain't slept in two days
I see through niggas, Mr.Kool-Aid/
That money comin like it grew legs 
Oh they fuckin wit me now? It's too late!/

Petty, petty, where the fetti?
Got 2 S's on my Chevy/
Small block 357
Loaded weapon, smith and wesson/
See you can tell by how I'm dressing
I got the sauce, I got the dressing/
Trying to get you naked and undress ya,
baby send ya address Ima GPS it/

Bad bitches in my call log
Fuck you niggas! i mean all yall/
Double barrel on the "sawed-off"
Talk that shit I blow ya jaws off/
Swear these niggas sweet as cream of wheat
Outchea gettin Hella cream-a-week/
Ima hippie, gotta keep the piece
38, it's underneath the briefs/

Livin legend I ain't dead yet
Instrumentals in my headset/
Money in the mattress of my bed set
I got Swishers, where the meds at/
Run that check up like a doctor visit
Peepin shit, don't need no optic lenses/
Fuck the haters and the opposition
Really they just wanna be in our position/

Life keep puttin me in odd positions
Mama tell me just be optimistic/
When niggas talking I just watch and listen
Making observations while I mind my business/
Nigga I'm the business, gotta lot of businesses
Can't do nuntin for me but want all these benefits/
Niggas outchea trippin, copping sentences
I'm just in the lab jotting sentences/

Shoot the target, gotta pop the witnesses
Had to double back, the block was witness-less/
Runnin shit, you niggas got no priveliges 
Cuttin niggas off, I'm cropping images/
I made the music, aj shot the images 
Two headed Monster going bonkers/
I put 14 karrots on my chompers
Bitch wit a badonka in a rumper/

Straight jacket, kamikaze 
Check any nigga tryna size me/
Bitches tryna ride me like the gwazi
Smoke a blunt while listening Brasi/
Boy you soft as Tempur-Pedic
Michael Jackson; beat it, beat it!/
Niggas pillow talking, leaking secrets
I cant trust no bitch to keep a secret/

Came up wit nothing nigga now I'm able
Had no foundation, nigga now I'm stable/
Regular tv my nigga, now it's cable
While im having meeting at a round table/
Niggas tryna knock me off my pivot
My bitch mocha, pussy pink as piglet/
Name another nigga fuckin wit it
Stop the music, you can hear the crickets/

Nine-Nine

Prophit - GPS

Snow white, red and grey huraches how I'm steppin
Who got reefa bih I'm tryn buy a seven/
I been terrified to fly since 9/11
Fuck it! nigga rather drive a 911/
Got a heavy foot, pray that I don't crash it
I can't drive a stick, pray it's automatic/
Pray that I don't have to spray this automatic
I be trappin just to pay for all my habbits/

I got jitts, I'm tryna make sure all them happy
come from nothin, I had stains all on my mattress/
Young and thuggin, we just pray the law don't catch us
Fuck these bitches, man I ain't wit all the baggage/
Want the truth, but you can't take it, 
why you askin ?
Audio magician Makin all this magic/
Audi whipping, I can't wait til I go grab it 
crashing beats and aj makin all the graphics/

Easier to spend it, way too hard to stack it
Thumbing thru the bands, racin all in traffic/
Meeting fans, hand shaking, autographing 
Mix the weed up on my plate, I call it salad/
Come from cali, weed the best, I call it call it kaled 
Smoke it out a leaf, it give me awesome powers/
Got my MOJO back, i feel like Austin powers
Ain't no competition, man they all some cowards/

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Man they mad we winning
I can't fuck wit niggas, 
Man they bad for business
Sinnin smashing women
Smokin out the zip
Tre 8 rubber grip, 
poking out my hip

Loud in my brownie
Four O's like a Audi
Just fog up the Hoop-D
We got this bih cloudy/
I just be mixing up drugs like a chemist
.5 of that sour, .5 of that mowie
Ain't nuntin sweet nigga, why you keep smiling
Can't trust no one round me 
I watch my surroundings
Stay in ya lane boy you outside your boundries
I'm taking trips outside the county

Nuntin to prove I'm a god
Jammin these tunes on my pod/
Want nothing to do wit these frauds
After market motor tuning the mods/
Bi polar bitch I be moody
Custom tees I don't rock gucci/
Shout out my lil bruda pookie 
Bitch I'm the shit you just pootin/

Blunt of dat piff and it's potent
Swisha or a leaf what I roll in 
Belvedere what I sip, it's from polland
At the store for some chips and a soda, 
Sandwich bags, need a bic and a trojans
Had to spray paint the whip it was stolen
38 on my hip and it's loaded
Makin plays yea this shit still in motion

Ash tray full of ashes and roaches
Putting  grams in a bag like it's groceries/
You a bench warmer I taught the coaches
Victory after victory, high five it/
Lines you can quote get yo highlighter, highlight it
I put my weed on the scale before I buy it/
Gotta examine it right before I light it
Tint on my windows don't ask me what I'm drivin

Swear I be high like im sky divin 
I gotcha bitch all on my private/
I fuck wit her she know just how I like it
Bitch nigga stop callin my line private/
Don't smoke? You should try it, you might like it
Nuntin but veggies on my diet/
.7 fa 10 that's how I price it
15 a g that's them high prices/

In the booth on that spinach just Popeye'd it
Showin my muscles, I'm flexing/
Despite all my strugglin and stressin
My life has been nothing but blessins/
Ain't answering none of ya questions
Cause niggas will flip what you really said/
Don't give a fuck bout what a nigga said
Got no remorse I'm finna kill em dead/

Nine- Nine

Mojo

Free Agent

Have You Seen Her

Iyana's Dad

A new fire track from 3 Problems mixtape "Still A Problem"

3 Problems - Get Money [Still A Problem]

With an excess of pure talent seeping through out his every movement, there is only one hip hop machine worth investing in, Prophit. This vibrant prize rapper prevails as an unrestrained lyricist above standard MCs. Far from a silver spoon lucky lad, Prophit was born Reginald M. Wilks. Hailing from the semi tropical but lurking with risk city of Tampa FL, Prophit could be found early on between a rock and a hard place on 42nd and Ellicot. Growing up in a city more known by outsiders as a tourist attraction only hindered the modest occupants and exposed a man to it’s own set of bleakness. Proph explored his elementary years with hip hop to avoid trouble, but trouble latched onto his soul as his circumstances grew dimmer.

In the midst of a gritty dope boy’s monsoon, Proph would later use hip hop to blow in the opposite direction by changing the rhyming climate on a larger scale. “The word struggle, has been an everyday factor of my life ever since I can remember. I have 1 sister and 5 brothers. My pops stayed around the corner, but he never even took the time to visit much less call. I’m really not even sure if I love him or not.” With no frequent viable options for a high school drop out with a dream Proph felt the crushing weight of failure looming nearby. Baring the pitfalls of attempting to hold down a blue-collar job to support the unrelenting burdens of child support and long calling jail sentences, Prophit was tired of coming out on the losing end. He arose determined to clinch his own fate and make success his destiny.

As the block continued to buzz of the greatness brewing, Prophit supplied the demand by releasing his debut project "09 Is Mine Vol.1: Tryin To Make A Prophit" which moved 13k units in a steady short time span, and still counting. Every major label began to take notice of the next big thing in hip hop, young Prophit. With just one listen it was clear his message’s would resuscitate the rap game’s dying phase, and allow it to rise from the ashes.

This emcee’s voice now began ranking higher in delivery and toting an immaculate flow that was now unstoppable. His Single "Doin My Thang" is putting airwaves in a state of panic. His efforts have placed him on the same stage as Young Jeezy, Young Dro, B.O.B. and other acts of notoriety. Proph’s own amazing performance has been described as a dire brush with hunger and resilience. Proving such as the winner of TJ's DJ's Tastemakers Got Talent Show 3 Champion, which lead to his performance at the 2009 4th Quarter Conference. Proph also won "09 Grinding artist of the year" at the Futurestar DJ's Award show and he was named "Artist of the day" by TBT Soundcheck on May 11th 2010. But wait, if this isn’t impressive enough then strap on your seatbelts because Prophit’s song “This My Club” can be found in the upcoming Robert DeNiro/Bradley Cooper film LIMITLESS. This very same single has single has broken into mainstream radio both at Tampa's 94.1 & 95.7. This song and a number of other hits by Prophit can be downloaded via your favorite cellular carrier as a banging ringtone because Proph was approached and also inked a lucrative deal with Vio Mobile.

Prophit’s virtue as an artist has grown exponentially having been featured on over two dozen mixtapes including DJ Noodles,DJ Suga D, DJ Knucklez, DJ Headbussa, DJ LuMoney, DJ CNazte, DJ Brucki, DJ Xfactor, DJ Hitman, DJ Face, DJ Infrared, DJ Leezy & DJ Prodigy. As a showman he connects to his audience because whether they know it or not, they’re connected to him. No begets No lambos just a man and his rap. He loves music and that’s his sincerest reward. Proph also loves his fans, and the people pour in their admiration as can be seen through the thousands upon thousands of followers on his Twitter and Facebook fan page likes. Bare witness to the hip-hop defiance changing the landscape of rap, Prophit.

Mojo

Prophit From Tampa