| I ain’t an MC, I’m a prophet
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| So I keep a hidden message in my topics
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| Even when I see my coffin
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| I’ll never be forgotten
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| You’ll remember me
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| Even if your memory needs unlocking, check my legacy
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| Passion in my voice, you can hear my pour my heart out
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| And I don’t give a fuck if I never make a 'Pass Out'
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| As long as I change a life or two when I’m writing tunes
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| Even though these industry folks don’t like my views
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| Still I’ve decided to never hide the truth
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| Clever minds’ll prove, Pac tried to tell 'em in '92
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| And Lauryn tried to tell 'em too
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| And everyone’s acting like say they never knew
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| Damn, I don’t get it
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| There’s a war going on outside no man is safe from
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| You think there’s no harm in kids watching Harry wave wands?
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| Please switch your brain on, the real hero
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| Ain’t comin with no cape on, and you won’t know what hunger feels like
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| Until your plate’s gone, I’m livin in a whole generation of atheists
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| Just cause it’s hard to keep faith and remain strong
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| I hope we’re on the same page, don
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| Oh yeah, I know you hear me
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| Well you can jot me out of all your conspiracy theories
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| Dark times, my nigga I’m weary
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| But this is delivered sincerely
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| Some think I’m spittin theory
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| Well, listen cleary
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| And you should know that
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| Even when I’m dead and I’m gone
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| I know that I will always live on
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| With these words
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| These words, keep playing on the strings of your soul
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| And I know
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| The day that I’m no longer meant for this earth
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| And my body is returned to the dust
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| These words, these words
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| Will remain until the days go cold
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| And there’s no more
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| After the first verse I bet they wanna shoot the messenger
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| Or describe as a madman whose views are irregular
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| And even though my music is secular
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| The devil don’t approve when I’m telling ya the truth
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| So don’t be surprised if I’m abused by an editor
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| Bad reviews on my repertoire
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| Once upon a time I was a lost cause
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| Me and my dawgs throwing dudes in the reservoir
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| I never said that I was perfect, but show me a person
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| On this earth’s surface that weren’t born a sinner
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| The world’s cold, of course we shiver
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| And if you try sleeping on what I say, I’ll pull ya pillow
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| From underneath ya head
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| Let my words go straight into your brain
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| Like a bullet right after I pull the trigger
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| And now you’ve got an open mind
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| So analyse these words as they go inside
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| And you’ll be so inspired, close your eyes
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| We’ve all been told a load of lies
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| The truth is what they don’t supply
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| The devil wants my soul, he can’t afford it, it’s over-priced
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| Nowadays I’m feeling close to Christ
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| Remove the evil out my way
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| I’ve prayed for most of my life
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| Staring in the face of temptation
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| Every day I’ve sent Satan a message to them Pagans
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| The sensation you feel is gonna end with an Amen |