Oh My - Prop Dylan, DJ Stylewarz

They say no one is a prophet in their hometown

I guess they never watched how it all goes down

I did though, now the red carpets roll out

They say nobody is a prophet in their home town

Rocking shows that is sold out (Oh my)

All had I to do was to watch how it goes down

See my pockets, they bulge now (Oh my)

They say nobody is a prophet in their home town

Rocking shows that is sold out (Oh my)

All had I to do was to watch how it goes down

Now the red carpet’s rolled out (Oh my)

Watch how it go down

Watch how it go down

You see my focus is clear, this life of rhyme had my mind boggled

Grew better over the years life like wine bottles

I’m a night owl, a rare breed that is hardly seen in daylight like Royce the

5'9 without goggles

So why follow mayflies, just try to dodge the latest trends and label me

creative, when I ink dip my favorite pen

I ain’t riding no title waves of a famous friend It’s not my forte,

when I make them ends meet

This ain’t music this is love that has never rusted but I’m a few bucks short

of poetic justice

Like I carrying on a ton of bricks up the seven summits on an empty stomach,

grinding is a heavy luggage

To fuck with, thats how I got humble But I fumble like a blind couple,

trying solve to this life puzzle

But I do this on a daily though I gots ta keep on moving 'til my future got a

gravy glow, paid in full

They say nobody is a prophet in their hometown

Rocking shows that is sold out (Oh my)

All had I to do was to watch how it goes down

See my pockets, they bulge now (Oh my)

They say nobody is a prophet in their hometown

Rocking shows that is sold out (Oh my)

All had I to do was to watch how it goes down

Now the red carpet’s rolled out (Oh my)

With a all due respect now who can relate to do maneuvers from the sewers to

the roof of the scrapes

Noodle soup on the plate, doing mistakes on a daily

All gravy when I learned to use tools of the trade

So to whom it may concern, who’s aiming to make the tables turn

In layman terms, I’m the early bird who ate the worm

It’s just the way I earned my way with profound thinking

So my plans panned out like a surround sound system

Now listen, at times I’m out of luck

Had to swallow pride, but my persona spat out wasabi nuts

In order to get the pressure of the chest like corrupt cops undercover when

they wired up

The plot thickens, so I try to make the moments last It’s like my soul is

trapped, inside a vintage phonograph

It’s longevity in the end, so as long as I hold a pen

It’s integrity over trends and keep pushing

They say nobody is a prophet in their hometown

Rocking shows that is sold out (Oh my)

All had I to do was to watch how it goes down

See my pockets, they bulge now (Oh my)

They say nobody is a prophet in their hometown

Rocking shows that is sold out (Oh my)

All had I to do was to watch how it goes down

Now the red carpet’s rolled out (Oh my)

Watch how it go down

Watch how it go down

Watch how it go down (Oh my)

Watch how it go down (Oh my)

Watch how it go down (Oh my)