Lyrics:
Don't make me say the words
Cause thats not what I said
It's just what you heard
I know you say it hurts
But thats not by mistake
Thats just how it
HERE is a story about fame i heard
It first as a fable in Somalia
Before living it out in America
The fox, they say, once had an elegant walk
For
Would be safe and just lying
I'm not a prophet
The writings just righteous
I'm trynna ripen up my pen
Setting the bar by building a bar
I'm trynna fill
were to tell you
There's a fresh third part out there?
Which was found by a hip, new prophet
Who had a little
Donny Osmond flair
Have you heard
on the mic live as can be what's good y'all I'm The ZYG.
(Chorus)
Kid Creole was the first to say yes yes y'all. In the days before Curtis blow was fresh
and knew
That the new star that was gonna
To appear in the East the time
Of it was at hand
A lot of others of course say
That they were told by God
That
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
I woke up from a dream thinking I was falling down
Where the sidewalk ends hallucinations all around
Is this even real I'm falling I'm falling down
the prophets of rage
(Power of the people say)
I roll with the punches so I survive
Try to rock 'cause it keeps the crowd alive
I'm not ballin', I'm just
I remember the day
When we walked hand in hand by the Seine
Your eyes seemed to say
That your love wasn't there anymore
The sidewalk Cafe
Where
Boys say it's 'All in the Mind'
Certain wounds only heal over time
No shame in my game, no pain no gain
And since I ain't seen a prophet (profit) I
out he said, “I’ll believe in my own name!”
And then a prophet sat down next to my side
And said “I know the truth and would you like to know?”
fire hydrants
They would say
"Hey little Lucy, want to come jump double dutch?"
Lucy would pause, look, grin and say
"I'm busy, thank you much"
Well,
on the city sidewalks
Coldness at every turn
Knew I had to find the exits
I never, ever would return
Scoffed at the prophet's omens
That said I would live
on the city sidewalks
Coldness at every turn
Knew I had to find the exits
I never, ever would return
Scoffed at the prophet's omens
That said I would live
I keep you playing when the ship is sinking and drown?
Why would I say your name, cut my vein and write it in blood?
Why would I pour you out my
hop on a track they ain't say nothin
Prophet keep it real, true to yourself what I believe in
Boy I'm a demon hop on a track n I'm a eat it
Eat it like
sofa up the stairs all by himself
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
"No,
away. Be one with your God
Be one with your God
I'll keep silent as you drink from your holy grail
(You believe it! And you'll keep it!)
Spit the words
[Crunchy Black]
there's no cries in my life
there's no game that i would play
some people say that if you play a game
then man you get em played
back
Starks and, um, Lex Diamonds
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Cream, my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Word up
Good shit, nigga (I guess we
Starks and, um, Lex Diamonds
Tony Starks, my nigga Nas
Cream, my whole team is eatin' off this good shit
Word up
Good shit, nigga (I guess we
'm a gamechanger
You follow the crowd, there's a Way greater
But killin' babies in the womb?
I would not wanna take that to my tomb
I just told Kamala "Get back
of Deception
(Spoken word by me)
“Take Heed That No Man Deceive You. For many shall come in my name, saying, I am the one you all call Christ; and shall deceive
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