Lyrics Oh My - Prop Dylan, DJ Stylewarz

Oh My

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)