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to a prophet
Gossip talk about it like a trending topic
Drop it you ain't really got it till you God it
Gospel got me a black queen meg markle
Gave her that

hate the fact I said it out loud 
I'm getting pressed cuz my Mama's a queen 
She deserves the best and I'm stressed 
She won't be around for me to make

learned that
Left alone while we kick back
Dressed like a queen with your hair back
It costs to be honest
False prophets among us
We're blinded, a light

Despite the effort of what we create
People still judge me by my first mistake
Dead and gone only my soul is into this
I went to it for the pleasant

wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt

people know wassup
We the real Rockefeller's 
Its Eazy and Siah
Not Jerry Jeller
Dr. In front of my name
It's DDS
They driven by material 
They only want

Apple bottom jeans
You're more like a peach bih
She smiling she laughing can't stop it
I'm a one of a kind King prophet (King)

But look 

But let me do

record, As a flotation
If you blinded by our light than quit star gazing
I never trip yet this feels like a vacation
Las Vegas, Bume H. Macy so shameless

pace
I never said this s*** was easy think i got what it take
I been out the mix I rather kick it by my doly
Them N**** hating on me and they don't even

Lord I need a million and one
Pounds with a crown I'm the prophet of the slum
Lords only son jesus christ walking over rum
100 rounds with your bitch

gotta be and what I gotta do
I'm on a mission to fulfill my true vision
Like the prophet of God
I only seek prophecies no fallacies
Preaching consciously

the blood to feed my queen
My love
Undead, reawakened by the beast
Betrothed to death
Eternally
My valentine unhallowed

Oh, dark prophet
Return her from

guarantee I'll contemplate
I guess that you got got by me but that's pretty common place
When everyday I've fought grimy with my kamikaze face
Pulling up

tripping of a bi*** play the cards I dealt ya
Lil mama a track queen
Brains and booty to match so I had to approach her
Just remember my name is prophet

From the land red, black and the green
Green is the land filled with royal seeds
Red is blood of the kings and queens
Black is my skin caged

Ain't the Limit Space is The Goal With you by ya Side We In Control False Prophets are broken Leading The Chosen The Sun Shyning and The Clouds ya Open

a vet
How you let somebody they thought was nobody get you upset
Still unimpressed, Niketown I need to live round them checks
Move with a queen like its

the east
Foreseen and forespoken by the prophet about the glory of his seed
Rastafari is his name held creator of all things
Qadamawi Haile Selassie word

the Pacers
Love an independent queen, I ain't entertaining basers
Pull ya mask down, need to see your face
I even know some foreign bitches who just want

leads to less profit
More importantly to less Prophets
AYE you know we cosmic
How far do these stars trek
Aint No tellin
But My luck with woman
Like shrek

to the death
Destined for that greater and I'm blessed by my creator
That paper on my line I'm gone get back to you later
Two things I'm never worried bout some

to die
Time to rally up the troops and Tighten up ya boots sipping coconut Juice getting back To my roots queen Yoni so sweet I can't eat it like fruit.

the queen I've run away
Your kingdom fell apart
The last remaining hope is gone

This land is drowning in blood
The blood of our beloved prophets
They killed

Bottom feeder insincere
Prophet lo-fi pioneer
Sell the house and go to school
Get a young girlfriend, daddy's jewel

A change would do you good
A change