The Prophet by AZtheMC Lyrics
Intro:
This song was inspired by the poem The Prophet by Alexander Pushkin. Look it up, ‘cause that shit is dope
Verse 1:
I took a walkabout, thought about it, now I'm like the Prophet
Burning hearts and clearing minds never looking for a profit
If they're tryna sell you water, know that shit isn't pure
If you're tryna sell your soul, we ain't doing that here
Yeah I've written it before, I'll be writing it some more
It's coming to me from the coals, when I'm cooking s'mores
Politicians cooking up wars? Crooked whores!
They don't care about the people in the kitchen looking poor
Hook:
Now get high, take a look around, see
Now get high, take a look around, see
Look down from the clouds, see the way that it be
Look down from the clouds, see the way that it be
Bridge:
So I'm sitting in the study studying the pages
Flip into a rage the propaganda that they hand you
Satisfies the simple minds, third eye blind
Thinking everything is fine
But it's not, it's getting hot, and we're running out of time
Hook x2
Verse 2:
And they organize the masses just to serve the oligarchy
Of the wealthy and the powerful
Power to the people we could take 'em in an hour
Standing tall like a tower, they'll crawl to the corner
And cower like cowards
So stop shooting at each other, turn and face the real enemy
Everybody spits it seems like none of y'all are listening
Watermelon seeds, I spit on Lil B's free steez
You read the magazines, the shit that's making me wheeze?
Working pest control so I be trap in the bees
Flipping up the words like they Krabby patties
My boy's ex was nuts we call her Crabby Patty
It was a buck on her mind, always acting catty
Pussy was purring, but her soul was transparent
He tried for a while there wasn't any repairing
We're a product of environment, teachers and parents;
Every one of you's a role model, better start caring
If you're rolling in dough, got models sucking your dick
You could share some of your money with the poor and the sick
Got a yacht and a stable, plenty of food on the table
You should volunteer your time if you're willing and able
If you're not willing you're ill and I think you belong in a ward-
You need some reeducation, don't need another award
All people one, all people equal that fact can't be ignored
You want to run into battle you're gonna fall on your sword
Peace and love is the answer to all the questions we ask
Whether you're peaking or you're sleeping on the streets it'll pass
Pass the joint, past the point, that's the point now relax
Don't need to say another word 'cause now you've got all the facts
Hook x3
This song was inspired by the poem The Prophet by Alexander Pushkin. Look it up, ‘cause that shit is dope
Verse 1:
I took a walkabout, thought about it, now I'm like the Prophet
Burning hearts and clearing minds never looking for a profit
If they're tryna sell you water, know that shit isn't pure
If you're tryna sell your soul, we ain't doing that here
Yeah I've written it before, I'll be writing it some more
It's coming to me from the coals, when I'm cooking s'mores
Politicians cooking up wars? Crooked whores!
They don't care about the people in the kitchen looking poor
Hook:
Now get high, take a look around, see
Now get high, take a look around, see
Look down from the clouds, see the way that it be
Look down from the clouds, see the way that it be
Bridge:
So I'm sitting in the study studying the pages
Flip into a rage the propaganda that they hand you
Satisfies the simple minds, third eye blind
Thinking everything is fine
But it's not, it's getting hot, and we're running out of time
Hook x2
Verse 2:
And they organize the masses just to serve the oligarchy
Of the wealthy and the powerful
Power to the people we could take 'em in an hour
Standing tall like a tower, they'll crawl to the corner
And cower like cowards
So stop shooting at each other, turn and face the real enemy
Everybody spits it seems like none of y'all are listening
Watermelon seeds, I spit on Lil B's free steez
You read the magazines, the shit that's making me wheeze?
Working pest control so I be trap in the bees
Flipping up the words like they Krabby patties
My boy's ex was nuts we call her Crabby Patty
It was a buck on her mind, always acting catty
Pussy was purring, but her soul was transparent
He tried for a while there wasn't any repairing
We're a product of environment, teachers and parents;
Every one of you's a role model, better start caring
If you're rolling in dough, got models sucking your dick
You could share some of your money with the poor and the sick
Got a yacht and a stable, plenty of food on the table
You should volunteer your time if you're willing and able
If you're not willing you're ill and I think you belong in a ward-
You need some reeducation, don't need another award
All people one, all people equal that fact can't be ignored
You want to run into battle you're gonna fall on your sword
Peace and love is the answer to all the questions we ask
Whether you're peaking or you're sleeping on the streets it'll pass
Pass the joint, past the point, that's the point now relax
Don't need to say another word 'cause now you've got all the facts
Hook x3