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prophet, your tool. March the mass under flags of pharisaicalness Another deed of love by the condemnatory. And the greedy eye of the red-tape control Non
I send unto you prophets, wise men, and scribes
And some of them ye shall kill and crucify
And some of them shall ye scourge in your synagogues
When the heat rose he came
Chaos precedes his name
By the pale moon his light guides
And by madness divides
Your world transported between veils
And do my prophets no harm.
We will shout and the walls will fall down
With our bare foot, we'll walk through Jordan
It's not by our strength
Or is it by
Hope, the false prophet of life
Sculpting resignation in the beliefs of man
Indulging in pain, forsaken by endless invocations
Human genes are
from being a slave in your mind, you're very welcome
You tell me my song is more than a song, it's surely a blessing
But a prophet ain't a prophet till
I don't wanna be fuckin' liked by you weaklings
No, I don't wanna be fuckin' liked by you weaklings
Because the reason that you're weak is you never
But this my call by the false Prophet, all Prophet
Harlem hustle, I can't at all knock it
But you hard when you go in the Lords pocket
What you
the bridge back
Take a bag with them slugs
Sentence see your gone son
Devils in your Chris
It's the coulda me dree z's
Koopsta got em' stee
Make prophet me
See
are full of junkies where they all forgot their names
Where a prophet and a bible try to start a war again
Anything you say can and will be used against
declared by a prophet.
One who speaks with the mind that's been stricken.
The prophecy, Lord Buddha Monk is the prophet.
Now you see, now you hear.
Take
at 90 degrees, better believe
I turn a prophet with ease, diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas
Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowin' trees
With
we abide, by what we ride by
What the fuck y'all done started four apocalyptic prophets
Appearin' outta floatin' objects, wearin' Middle Western
FUCK y'all niggaz talkin' bout cheddar
[Ras] Brought to you by your millennium group, The Horsemen
[Can] Four swordsmen
[Ras] From the land
When I was a boy I went to church back home in Arizona
And that is where I heard the tale of a man whose name was Jonah
now Jonah was a prophet, but
misperceived by some heads of state.
Hey, that's great
'Cause I talk to a prophet who tells me the truth
And I dine with a king at my home in Duluth
Better yet
Powder puff adder of mine
Dusk is upon us
Switch on that shining sign
I am a major prophet
I'm heaven and hell bent strong
I am the height of a sign
ninety nine
Is the point of time
The month is July
When millions will die
By the devil from the sky
[Lead: Malmstrom]
The prophet has predicted
when savior getting praise
So I call him!
King of kings
Prophet & Immanuel
The Advocate for me
Master & The King Of Jews
He the High Priest
Call him by
when savior getting praise
So I call him!
King of kings
Prophet & Immanuel
The Advocate for me
Master & The King Of Jews
He the High Priest
Call him by
"Acts Of God"/ Prophet
Said he saw the flood waters rise/ And the flow was hard/
I was really shocked to see/ The truth was exposed as hard/
While
taken
By the spirit of your age
No reason to carve the cornerstone
Sway me, trade me
Your philosophy
First you're sowin', then you're growin'
Then you
the living
And lived among the dead
He holds the key up there
Far too long the truth's been inverted by false tongues
And far too long - false prophets
All her life she has seen
All the meaner side of me
They took away the prophet's dream for a profit on the street
Now she's stronger than you
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