| As you see Ruler shows his inquiring noses
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| Going into a story about a kid named 'Moses'
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| Once a prophet was to be born, before anything else furthered
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| Pharoah orders every first-born son murdered
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| One got away, a girl with prophet bound with her
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| Gently put him in a basket, went floating down the river
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| Then ends up by a Pharoah relative, ol' honey peeped in
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| Couldn’t breed herself and was determined to keep him
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| «Don't say a word», she told her slave who was a real witch
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| «Snitch, it’ll definitely be the last day you breathe, bitch»
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| While kids slaughtered cuz they was in front of them
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| Soldiers tellin the king that they murdered every one of them
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| «Thanks» said Pharoah, guys were a friend to him
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| Sister showin her baby saying the river god sent him
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| To her brother who arose and said, «Whoa, sis!»
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| Curious I suppose this, the upwards knows about Moses
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| As time passes, prove he wasn’t the type to beg or borrow
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| Grew to conquer land like ain’t no tomorrow
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| Made the Sun King jealous cuz he couldn’t do what Mo' did
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| «Pops, I’m not to happy the way y’all jocking this Mo' kid»
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| «Son, this rash behavior ruins every feast or bash
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| And why complain now, where’s the temple I asked you to build, you piece of
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| trash?
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| Two of you switch, Mo' you build it and you’ll find a supreme hero»
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| «Built it. |
| Anything else you need, Pharaoh?»
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| King here’s startin' to share my crown, one said, «How can he?»
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| But sister not takin' any chance and threw the hooker off the balcony
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| But word still got to King, who then cold cursed blessed
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| Stripped him of his honors and dumped him in the desert
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| But Mo' returned for the people, with his chest stick out saw
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| King said, «You want war? |
| Make brick without straw!»
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| That’s a son not being king, the shorty no good rose his
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| Unhappy I suppose this, the upward knows about Moses
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| The new King said, «As for your threats, brother, stuff it»
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| «Boy, what do I do now?» |
| prayed the Prophet
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| Then a vision said «CHILL» and prophecy filled
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| Storm builds, hails of fire, all their first-borns killed
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| It was gettin' scary for the king, this made the sufferin' go by merrier
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| «You win! |
| Take these peasants, get the flock out of my area!»
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| Poor villain, still in heat, didn’t want Mo' to fulfill ‘em
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| Wasn’t chillin' then he flat sent the troop to go and kill him
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| So Mo' parts the sea, went across and said «Run!» |
| and
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| Did some ol' abracadabra and water fell upon ‘em
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| The soldiers that is, since Moses was suaver
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| Then Mo' in the mountains havin' a convo with the Father
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| Came back with the tens, seen pantyhose droppin'
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| Partner swappin', folks wasn’t into what po' Mo was poppin'
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| So the Earth shook and killed those, bible text closes
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| Talked about a time when idol worshippin' foes had met Moses |