Prospect - Thunder in the Air lyrics

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Prospect - Thunder in the Air lyrics

[Intro - Prospect Park] Yeah What up man, this yo boy Prospect right here man T-Squad BX you know what it is man It's been a long time man Y'all n***as think this sh** is easy n***as struggle for this sh** right here man Listen to this man [Prospect Park] Aye yo, they got me poisoned like ivy Y'all been waiting for them boys to come try me Quick on the draw, fast on the finger like Mike Lowrey n***as funny, first they get your numbers Then want to shout you See you getting money Now they want the guns to come out you Well you see we all be having dreams about them cars and floors With some of ? ? marry you, the call is yours I was determined My n***as out will burn and chew you Spit you out, like a shot from a German luger Now who want it, test my peoples I'll blast the boy Pull out them twin desert eagles, like I'm Pastor Troy Man I've been through some rough winters And plush like four summers But I've made it over them rough roads like old hummers Look I'm a, made man crook Now see me in ? But I'mma go this way and write rhymes in your Shakespeare book n***as be scared to d**h, I can see in the face they shook And they ain't want give me a shot, I had to make them look It's Prosp' [Hook] (It's the upcoming success. Definition Of Prospect) Yo mom, your baby boy the king of men (It's the upcoming success. Definition Of Prospect) I ride or die with them guns in my hands (It's the upcoming success. Definition Of Prospect) I move with no fear, the BX up in here (It's the upcoming success. Definition Of Prospect) And though I'm storming, there's thunder in the air [Prospect Park] Aye yo, they say the ? for this music I was cutting my cla**es Stood up late night, a stanky n***a bustin my a** Now my memory cake, and y'all n***as cake is telling ain't me sh**ty Y'all stressing misdemeanors, man I catch a felony quickly sh** I deserved what I got And yo them forms they be copyin You tried to swerve in my spot Go earn a war on your block I just came to lay my name down, I work a hard shift Show my talents to the world and expose my god gift I was grown with hard end, many obstacles and fights But I learned to heal my scars, like them doctors doing life Keep it moving, cruising Doing like a hundred and sixty And I ain't stopping till them motherf**ing cops come and get me I survived my community Took my opportunity To get money and y'all mad cause I'm doing me (cut it out man) I'm going south and I'm fishing Stop that mouthing and b**hing Put your money on the table, I'll put you out of commission [Hook] [Prospect Park] Big Pun whattup My lil Brother Dee yeah Uh huh

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