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Thank you
Swear to God on mamas
I'm the one
The Lord chose me
A prophet aint accepted
In his hometown they know me
I guess we proved em wrong with all

I've flown down lonesome highways enclosed by chrome and steel
With one hand on a woman and the other on the wheel
I've sat alone at midnight with

lemme not spit shit like that
Ain't no room for any low chakra energy shit on Prophet's track

It's Prophet, coming to you live with the vibes
Never

Where are the daughters who dance
Where are the priests and the prophets
Who press on hand in hand
They seem so hard to find
They seem so hard to see
So,

They done called me a prophet
I get me a bag and I double it often
You working with me then we splitting the profit
But keep it on hush cuz you know

(Mel Tha Prophet, Deadly Three, Deadly Three) 
(Mel Tha Prophet, Yeah, Deadly Three Shit)

So I, so I had to volunteer (Good will)
Not to be

a prophets never accepted in his home
It's like that
Never knew it would be like that hmm oh yeah yah

First things first
How many times
Did I sacrifice argh

TopOff ima prophet so my soul I cannot sacrifice
They wanna crucify me in my town like I was Jesus Christ
LSD it changed my life feel like my mother

Lie!
This perfect universe was designed by god!
Lie!
God created man and made him perfect!
Lie!
Prophets were sent as messengers of peace!
Lie!

the OG told me
Move in silent slide by your lonely don't be phony
And keep it on me fasholy and swivel rolling slowly
Can't let another crony homie keep

day a couple of verses in Arabic praising Sayyidna Muhammad (pbuh). These two verses were attributed to the poet of the Prophet (s), Sayyidna Hassan bin

chakras
Like a modern
Day prophet
Used to run up in your pockets
Now I make my own profit
I had to flip my crooked ways
When my days got dark
Pill popping

the time of day 

 Prophet Sliding presidential I can tell Obama hey 
I remember times without no job I had to find a way 
My dawg got a nine to five pulling

prosper
Might start to feel like a young prophet
'Member old days
Like granny don't trash it
Let me read the comics
But now she gone
When I got the news
It

or test, by the right of the master of the sons of 'Adnan (the Prophet Muhammad), and upon every pure intention; and to the honourable Prophet (Muhammad, may

the bodies burn to ash
We're moving forward, we advance
Shield and weapons in our hands
By maker's side we fight

c prophet prays for us at home
To the victory

they take to get happy?
I'm anti 
Cause I'm a prophet (profit) with cash g
Government shit it again 
And cause I spit out the frame 
They won't mention

thought you was a prophet and you making conscience rap now You unconscious
I could beat you at everything that you do
I be posted in yo home like a video

they take to get happy?
I'm anti 
Cause I'm a prophet (profit) with cash g
Government shit it again 
And cause I spit out the frame 
They won't mention

VERSE
Your spackling eyes move tangling style, make me feel get gat inna mood
The way you move body prophet get broken, Rastaman get inna temptation

sweeping in from the unknown
Greeting the dawn – horns triumphant sounded their march
Trail of our dreams would follow them, guided by stars!

Behold –

the general
This for my lineage
Throwin explosives
You cannot do what I do
I'm the prophet
Don't call me Muhammad
Just look at the country that's wallin

Their prophets are caught in disarray
Their spells and charms have lost their hold
The Demon Dance has set us free

The Old Ones sit stumped in their

who have died by the sword
Ripping the shackles of life's joy illusion
Death to the life we have known
They'll wish you well
The shaman's tale
They'll