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Bad Brains The Prophet S Eye

meditation of I and I, Oh Ras Tafari The Prophets eye The Prophets eye The Prophets eye The Prophets eye The Prophets eye The Prophets eye The Prophets eye The Prophets eye

kidnappin' me an' they would?ve snatched me If their craft didn?t get trapped in the Earth?s gravity Engines started to fail, crashed into a farmer?s field An' that?s

stage and get ugly like Medusa And no place for delf, I ain't slamming If it's with the real hip-hop, then it's props that I'm demanding, understanding

's authentic? Back to renovate your state of mind for a minute It's I, Bad Lieutenant represent fine lye Delphia empire fifth dynasty Your third eye couldn

and Pac of this hip hop genre, bitch SLAUGHTERHOUSE [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9''] Lyrically I'm a cocaine Altoid Ability told brain it's a no brain bout

eye, yet I, still feel the need to be fly I did die when I'm rappin then slide like satin You know the black eye white china in the brain cabinet I never

kidnappin me And they would've snatched me If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity Engines stalled and failed. Crashed into a farmer's field And that's

of this hip hop genre, bitch SLAUGHTERHOUSE [Verse 3: Royce da 5'9''] Lyrically I'm a cocaine Altoid Ability told brain it's a no brain bout boy