| You know I… and you… you, me…
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| And this message is to myself…
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| Rhymes for the mind…
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| Yo, frustrations, pulsations, livin' in the land of castrations
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| Nations is overhauled with all this greed, that people need to plant seeds in
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| deeds
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| I move at godspeed, buildin', 45 the degree
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| Cyphers, right, we don’t stop, peace is a prayer to the East
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| To maintain my sensibilities, without a foundation we gettin' weak
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| Please, peep the words that we speak, these are the last days of false ways
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| Ideologies and infections like disease, and in the USA everything is OK
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| (OK) — no matter what the people say, brothers homeless, smellin' like piss
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| Defecatin' on the streets today is a normal thing, and everything is everything
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| Picking up a chicken wing, to get a bite to eat up off the streets
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| Seems like I’m livin' in hell, without the heat, huh?
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| But what you get is what you gave
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| You better watch the way you behave… this is a Prophecy
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| This is the Prophecy… Prophecy…
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| A simple Prophecy…
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| Prophecy… this is he Prophecy… Prophecy (fade out)
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| Now, the time will come when money runs
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| Run out the mattress, house will be in slums
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| Feminists like me borne enemy, see how the cycle revolves to envy
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| We empty without the cash flow
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| Just so you know, the world will hang his head low
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| Disgrace and shame, but who’s to blame?
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| Money was the food, stoppin' hunger was the aim
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| But the hunk of pain just got too rough
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| Now they wanna blow the world away in one puff
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| Can’t get enough of hurt, just a fiend
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| Wanna spread around the blood in between
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| The whole planet just can’t stand it
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| See a little peace so you gotta release a megaton
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| Bombs like Vietnam, but I’m calm
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| Cause you cannot harm the G-O-D inside of me…
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| This is a Prophecy
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| This is the Prophecy… Prophecy…
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| This is the Prophecy… Prophecy… (fade out)
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| Stereophonic, I spread antibiotic
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| Humans across the whole world chaotic
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| Check, six dolla pressure, rhymes get fresher
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| All the hard times I see make me better
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| And just like Lettermans, I leave hot
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| Buildings used to be the kids chillin' spot
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| Scared of my vocal cords, but I see the Lord
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| Bless me with a gift, I stare at shore
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| On an ocean of emotion
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| Intuition got my back so I’m coastin', past Devilish stakes
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| So stay awake, don’t sleep — that’s when they creep inside your front gate
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| Keep your eye towards the skies
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| Deprived of my mind, you be enterin' eternal life
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| Breakin' cycles and bein' reborn
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| Leavin' all the pain and sufferin' for God
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| Your spirit’s transformed — into a higher mentality…
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| Huh, this is The Prophecy
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| This is the Prophecy… Prophecy…
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| This is a Prophecy…
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| Stereophonic, I spread antibiotic…
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| Humans across the whole world chaotic.
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| Humans across the whole world chaotic. |