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helped her more than I did
We tried to overcome the threat of the monster
We tried to kneel down and call up the beast
Maria she told me
That her kid
[Slick Rick]
As you see Ruler show's, is enquirin noses
Goin into a story about a kid named Moses
Once a prophet was to be born, so for anything else
pyramids
Egyptian reign and slave man, wife and kids
Pharaoh won't you let my people go? He said no
Pharaoh won't you let my people go? He said no
From
reign and slave man, wife and kids
Pharaoh won't you let my people go? He said no
Pharaoh won't you let my people go? He said no
From a stab to a snake,
It's the F-L-O-B-O-T-S
What did you expect?
You wanted us to move you right to left
Live and direct

Butterfly wing flap whole thing change
One
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
end
Brought me and the motherfucking palace was barking
In the midst, a poet, dryin'
Pharaoh and his girl being entertained by him
Motherfucker got
My first time outta the gate, we back on that Pharaoh shit
Zilla in the mix with a deadly pause in his arrow tip
Rock spots, wielding machete
the Pharaoh's kids, retaliation
Making legends off the shit we did, still bullshitting
Niggas in Jerusalem, waiting for signs
God promised, she's just taking
lethal plus we taking over
I’m getting older so I live by the new slogan
That Philly shit the barrel smoke will leave your head open
It’s open season
by won't
You show me where to get them bellyaches
Or I'll here like pharaohs
Forever on my own
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
settled
Aldermen and corrupt mens play Pharaoh
Good bring business to the hood like heralds

Find your own, walking by themselves in the street
The young
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music

Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
this
Gotta be in it to win it
I never come lame type killing in the game
Hot music

Raised by game
Where niggas ain't fazed by fame
Come
stay settled
Aldermen and corrupt men play Pharaoh
Good bring business to the hood like heralds
Five year olds walking by themselves in the street
the strap up, you think my name was "Kid Backup"
Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up
Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con
my own people, I put 'em out of order 
Just like the liquor store scene on every corner 
I'm tryin' but the kids keep cryin', and the bullets keep
Yeah, I'm losing my edge. 
I'm losing my edge. 
The kids are coming up from behind. 
I'm losing my edge. 
I'm losing my edge to the kids from
be them same kids who drink pop off instead of Bombay 

Saffire 

The day will come when they expire 

Retire or get sliced by this lyrical barb
"Am I a good man? ..."

Take my hands out my pockets you can see my thumbs
Both of them turned green, from countin' the ones
Memorized by
Gotta a neon shadow, but still confusing like a pharoah
????split through travels I unravel

[Chorus]

Now has led you would have it, my microphone
The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow
Set to the sky in a flying spree,
for the sport over the pharaoh
A little while later
So don't try at those same style battle cry
I rock the you-train, the routes that I battle by
I listen to sister shit, it til they quite slow
No
[Busta]
Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man
Yo, yo, yo, I can't understand
Why the parents and the teachers
And everybody trying to o the kids