Lyrics Street Prophets - Main Flow, Copywrite

Street Prophets

I ain’t tryin' to smuggle the spirit
Let’s go
I can’t enter the world
Right out of the blue
More than 700 years before Christ arrived
The prophet I see helped me wipe the Bible
And if you can’t seem to see straight
But who realized he was paying for his sins
I want to be protected
You know all the descriptions
You need topics
You’re dealing with the street prophets
It’s full of copywrites for the streets prophets
You need topics
You’re dealing with the street prophets
It’s full of copywrites for the streets prophets
This 1−1 life separated from dark
Now that’s the crucifix
We keep the truth from you
The devil knows it
Placed it on the head
Like Lazarus we rise from the dead
Keep an eye to the supply
On the day 5 birds started fly on the sky
From the ground to the tree
All around, shaken by an earthquake
Like the last journey to Jerusalem
Like Moses bled in the Red Sea
You need topics
You’re dealing with the street prophets
It’s full of copywrites for the streets prophets
You need topics
You’re dealing with the street prophets
It’s full of copywrites for the streets prophets
Yeah, you got me right