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Chorus:
'Cause I will be the voice, I will be the pen
I will be the Moses weh come back again
And if it cost me me wealth, cost me me fame
I will wear
I'm feeling very moses like 
You think that I could lead you? 
Or humble, more like david 
Would you help me cause I need you? 
Or I'll be
that money, so I can feed the poor
Cause I know some so poor
When it rains, that's when they shower
Screamin', "Fight the power"
That's when
Moses
The blackening of roses, will send you to the edges of the land
The emerald tablets of ????????
The hands of the mighty line of Judah
Will throw
Moses
The blackening of roses, will send you to the edges of the land
The emerald tablets of ????????
The hands of the mighty line of Judah
Will throw
I'm like Moses in the desert
When that bush went up in flames.
You said, "Go and tell your story."
He said, "God, what will I say?
I'm so scared,
[ Brother J ]
Descending from the tribes of Africa
Inspired by the great black leaders

[ Professor X ]
Vanglorious
This is protected
By the Red,
the last words spoken by a dead man
It seems to realize niggas 'll never understand

[Chorus]

Yeah, it's not over
When I die my children will grow,
Orleans
I'm gettin' tired man this shit is gettin' older than moses
Pussy niggas always poutin' with poses
But all it really shows is how hard you ain't
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
mal diese Kinder, wen interessieren sie schon?
Ich schrei
Freiheit Palästina! Netanjahu, Hundesohn

Jeder will der Babo sein, Pablo-Style
Akho,
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
on the table, exactly what will you take from me?
Choose carefully cause a magical head
Has no phanton power source and the battery's are dead
Supposed to keep
The average, the best, the epitome
Anyone who holds rank of an MC
Will be slurped like the drink through a straw
So get the punchline, I'm down by law
Two are's
X, will I ever be your ex?
Floss off a baby step, mobbed by the mouth a bit
Pause, put me under stress
Crawled under rocks, ducking y’all, it’s respect