Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Can't Stop The Prophet, artist - Jeru The Damaja. Album song The Sun Rises In The East, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.05.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Mercury Records release;
Song language: English
You Can't Stop The Prophet |
Guy 1: Oh, yo, look towards the darkness |
Guy 2: Nah, nah, yo, look towards the light |
Guy 1: Yo what! |
Oh what the? |
Yo what is that? |
Guy 2: It’s a supernova |
Guy 1: Nah nah man, that’s a black hoe |
Guy 2: Yo, yo yo Both: Yo it’s, it’s, it’s |
I, leap over lies in a single pound |
The black prophet |
One day I got struck by knowledge of self |
They gave me super scientifical powers |
Now I, run through the ghetto |
Battling my arch nemesis Mr. Ignorance |
He’s been trying to take me out since the days of my youth |
He feared this day would come |
I’m hot on his trail |
But sometimes he slips away because he has an army |
They always give me trouble |
Mainly Hatred, Jealousy and Envy they attack me They think they got me But I use my super science and I twist all three |
I see sparks over that building |
They’re shooting at me |
I dip, do a back flip |
Then hit em in the heart with sharp skilled book marks |
Ignorance hates when I drop it But no matta what he do He can’t stop the prophet |
[Yo prophet, yo prophet, come here real quick |
Yo I just saw Ignorance down town |
Let me put you on. |
Word, he down there buggin |
He got them illing out, the shooting and everything.] |
Let’s continue the saga, mad, mad drama |
I met this chick, she said she knew where Ignorance was at I said where, she said downtown |
He had babies having babies |
And young niggas selling crack |
I think the bitch is lying it’s a set up I can smell it, but Ignorance is runnig rampid |
Aight baby show me the exact spot |
Meet me at quick and skimo on the 3 on the dot |
So I hops up on the A train, I’m being followed |
My seventh sense senses danger |
I turn around, it’s Anger and he brought a mobb along |
It’s the same old song |
Despair and Animosity got broke with the swiftness |
I don’t know what they think this is I feel a sharp pain in my neck |
Now I can’t see on my hand |
They hit me with the dart filled with the pork chops sim |
I tried to hold on but before long I dropped |
When I awoke I was locked in the barber’s shop |
Trapped in the barber’s chair |
Oh no, they’re going to try and cut my hair |
But that can’t stop the prophet |
Ignorance is tired of you following him around |
We about to put end in out right now |
Anamosity, Despair |
Get him] |
A few minutes passed by I hear a buzzin noise |
It was that chick with some of Ignorances' boys |
She said prophet we got you beat |
By the way I’m Ignorance’s wife, Deceit |
But enough talk now for your hair cut |
When the clippers touched my hair, they blew the fuck up After the explosion there was no one left |
Cause I know them mobb poison hair touch of death |
My vision’s still kinda blurry, but I see a clue |
Ignorance is at the library |
I hurry, with lightning speed like the flash |
He’s at the big one, on Grand, Army Plaz |
When I get inside the doors shut and the lights go off |
Damn another trap |
I hear a hissing sound I smell a funny smell |
I gasp, I can’t breath |
Ignorance is laughing at me Waiting on my down fall |
But he can’t stop the prophet |
It seems like you’re in a bit of a jam |
I hope you can unstick yourself, Oh And what you did to my wife |
It was nothing, I have others |
Hahahahahaha…] |