“Reality” By Marshall Southeast
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Reality

THE END OF THE TRILOGY

prod blunt christ
mixed by aragoth.die

PROPHET:
Buried alive now we’re digging you up 
Maggots on your body eating your guts 
You can see marks your throat where I cut 
Prophet and Blackwill always on the hunt 
Put all the dead opps inside of my blunts 
Smoking opp pack & it’s mixed up with runts 
Smoking so much that i fucked up my lungs 
Looking for victims to kill just for fun 

Warrants on me so I go on the run 
If they catch me then I’m cocking gun 
Pressed to my temple the prophecy’s done
rebirth emerge from the place I was shunned 
lord & the devil but merged into one
I am the god of the moon and the sun
Feeling on top and my reign has begun 
I am the king your a peasant with crumbs

harmonize for me I’m hearing the hums 
Walk down the path to my newest kingdom 
Walls made of gold from a wealthy income 
Rose from beneath I came outta the slums 
Grew up with demons, some scammers, and scum 
Been getting money I can’t fuck with bums
All bout the Benjis I been stacking funds 
Knowledge is key but these bitches are dumb

Try to play with me won’t like the outcome 
I came in dumping a 50 round drum
Throw a flash bang and it got em all stunned 
Hollows rip through bodies taking out chunks 
I see the difference from real ones and punks 
I don’t believe in peace I’m not a monk 
Talking reckless and get hit with the pump
Leave his carcass lookin messy and slumped

BLACKWILL:
First it was six, then it was twelve
Now it’s a graveyard you brought upon yourselves
I swear on my mother there’s none like myself
I got both your bitch and the plug on my cell
A demon, it’s within your walls that I dwell
You’re scared that I come up and leave all you bums farewell
That shit is so funny to me cause I do not associate with you, I’m lifting the veil

Who the fuck said you my bro?
Ride on my dick cause you wanted to grow
Fuck you and your clique, now you reap what you sow
I’m seeing the future like reading tarot
Dressed in all black now I’m fly like a crow
Smoke on a wood ‘fore I sell out a show
And you wanna be me, you rocking my flow
But you’re just a clone and everybody knows

Yeah, that’s how it goes
You knever know who’s a friend or a foe
I’m on a killing spree, red dot it glow
If you wanna beef then that shit’s toe to toe
From the caribbean where everything goes
It’s me and my oni vs all who oppose
Lord of the flies, watch your eyes decompose
They want to defeat me but all of them froze

PROPHET X BLACKWILL - KILLING SPREE 3

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prod mathiastyner
Mix & Mastered by @aragoth.die
Cover art: https://soundcloud.com/seirasmadagain?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Lyrics:
one hand on her booty 
& the other on her thigh 
I can tell she loves it 
With that look inside her eyes
Popped a couple percs
Now my minds taking flight 
Shawty rolling up a blunt 
Right beside me as I drive 
& bitch I never lie
Not a day where I ain’t high 
Glock 40 with a beam 
I can see you in the night 
With the pack of the wolves 
And we all smell the fright 
Keep away from the dawgs 
Cuz my hounds all bite 
And I know I won’t die
keep a knife tucked tight 
Feel like I’m the reaper 
With my hands on a scythe 
Slit throats with the blade 
With one long slice
And we all dump clips
Everytime we slide 
Do a hit on the opps 
Then we duck outta sight 
Got the ar-15 
On the barrel is a light 
Scope on your head 
& the aim is precise 
Gun that boy down 
Even though I can fight 
Every time I do wrong 
always seems to feel right 
Hear a knock at the door 
Can’t run cant hide 
Imma sick fuck
I don’t like to play nice 
I’ll kill anyone  
I won’t even think twice
If I get caught 
I’ll get death or life 
Ever since a jit 
was committing these crimes 
My homies real bloods 
My homies my slimes

PROPHET X BLACKWILL - KILLING SPREE 3

PROPHET

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