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Albums:

An Inch of Gold for an Inch of Time [EP] (The Number Twelve Looks Like You) · An Inch of Gold for an Inch of Time [EP] (The Number Twelve Looks Like You) · An Inch of Gold for an Inch of Time [EP] (The Number Twelve Looks Like You) · You Can Call Me Al [Feat. Ruby Prophet] (Ruby Prophet) · Scrolls of the Prophet: The Best of Peter Tosh (Peter Tosh) · Joseph: A Nashville Tribute to the Prophet (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Prophet: Spider (Negative Flood Cycle) · Death Of The Prophet (Sabreen) · Prophet of the Last Eclipse [Limited Edition] (Luca Turilli) · Dreaming of the Prophet (Patti Smith) – and 90 other albums »


alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

Six inch
alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey)
False alarm (hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

Six inch
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
and try to understand 

How people can worship false prophets and say prayers to a man 

I guess they already gone, ain't nothin gone bring them back
obviously I'm not gonna be here to play games
Walked the top of the world and leave the arctic circle in flames
Battle the beast and false prophet predicted
drivin' reckless and aggressive
Fueled by our false perceptions- our methods need corrections-
Spittin venom in their face and violate the ones we should
I know since I got my deal and shit got real
I ain't been the easiest nigga to deal with
I'm heavily flawed!
But far from a false Prophet
I'm
they put me in some boxes that say
That I never was, it's the false prophet that never came
And will they think that everything that I written has all
When they put me in some boxes that say
That I never was, it's the false prophet that never came
And will they think that everything that I written has
Defari comes smashing in 

Hook 

Verse 3: 

Everyday is a regiment on a quest to blow settlements 

False prophets come to my door selling false
with whiskers, I bomb that cat

Alarm that cat, that when we slide through
Abide to the rules that's been laid down by Max
True like Bibles, I'm liable
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
rat, walking by with the doobie wrap 
Tight blue jeans, air max 
Small gucci bag 
No loot and no job 
Stay home giving blow jobs 
Like no prob, it's
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
like new pussy thats how a nigga feel
Bust three times throw her the peace sign
She sleep then my dick sleek and I ain't gotta call her for weeks
Long
the root I want the whole damn tree
Ain't tryin' to stock around for the Illuminati
Got to buy my own island by the year 2 G...
Since way back I've been
the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, die hard fans demand more
Behold
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
False prophets cry of doom, what are the possibilities?
I told my brother there'll be problems, times and tears for fears,
But we must live each day like
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit
Be
False Prophets Cry Of Doom
What Are The Possibilities
I Told My Brother
There'll Be Problems,
Times And Tears For Fears,
We Must Live Each Day
out in swarms that will block the sun. They will kiss the flesh off the bones of those who still choose to follow the false prophets. Join us or forever
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
Wu jackets Queen Beez ease the guns in
Rumblin' patrolmen tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight incite a war
Chicks hit