Death Sentence

[Intro: Prodigy]

Uh, uh

[Verse 1: Prodigy]

Morning of the day, evening of the killer kids

City of the Gods, money stack pyramids

Esoteric knowledge and I'm criminal minded

A lady's wet dream and the devil's worst nightmare

'Cause so help me God

I will exorcise demons, see 'em schemin' real hard

Pop the cork on the Perignon, or turn the Henny on

Spit my timeless flow, my priceless lexicon

Get at you like the Zetas when it comes to cheddars

I set traps, I'm a predator, I pray I catch a

Black Mafiosi, rogue vigilante

The shit is sad but it get me real trigger happy (Ha)

So keep talkin' that ho shit

And I'ma part your three sixty waves like Moses

And get the Red Sea flowin'

That's an awful lot of blood

Look at how it keep pourin'

[Chorus: Prodigy & Roc Marciano]

Shit is very real, kid, keep your eyes open

Stay on point, stay sharp, keep your mind focused

This is all I got, this is everything

We on the grind for that paper, nigga, everyday

But this one not for money, this one for the power

Wash niggas up, throw 'em in them lead showers

Just to get a rep, that be just for future reference

This your final warning, bitch, the next'll be your death sentence

[Verse 2: Roc Marciano]

I banged a billionaire heiress on the terrace

I'm from terrace, my sellers twist vanillas

Switch bellas, the chain thick big as Precious

Miss Texas with the Lexus, disgruntled exes

Squeeze tecs, ambidextrous

The team repped it, clean the skeptic

Peep the sketches, keys to heavens

Open the gates, choke the snake at a slow pace

Drain the venom

My waves is spinnin', clean paper in my favorite denim

My lady friend came from Finland, I'm a gremlin

The charge is pending, I'm on the run, I'm gettin' winded

Duckin' agents, cover acres, stuck in the Matrix

Buck naked, rush to touch bacon

When I awaken, the soul's taken

They need straightenin'

Let's get the safe fill it with Franklins

Spend the Lincolns

The Rolls Rolley look pinkish

We think it's frost bitten fingers

The law's written there in English

[Chorus: Prodigy & Roc Marciano]

Shit is very real, kid, keep your eyes open

Stay on point, stay sharp, keep your mind focused

This is all I got, this is everything

We on the grind for that paper, nigga, everyday

But this one not for money, this one for the power

Wash niggas up, throw 'em in them lead showers

Just to get a rep, that be just for future reference

This your final warning, bitch, the next'll be your death sentence