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[chorus x3: monk]
for the prophecy

[buddha
Yea, to all challengers, let's

I be the holder of flows like air seepin thru windows
First nigga that oppose be the nigga that goes
A deadly comedic dealer, nasty-ass good
Crazy-ass dweller novelty as best seller
It be the slack that you lack, I the verses like gats
Your styles is too wack, it makes you burn exlax
Buddha'll prove he's the boss, for years I paid the cost
So now I am the force that keeps you at a state of
Wannabe shootin at everybody
I'm worse than john gotti or your mayor julianni
Severe parts, who has to master this art?
it be the day or dark, the fuckin sun has to spark

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[buddha
It takes 8 million and one stuns for the God is
If you feel it's a lie, then your ass I fry
Styles is dirty dirty like some water
Watch out for the zu slaughter (I'm to you!!)
Your spills made me the science of my kills
I feels like of a fuckin desert storm kill
Sight of an insighter out for real tight
Whatever lurks in the dark we shall to the light
Sit back and breathe the gases I
Breakin off parts, piece by of enemies
You done made mad one of the dozen
Guaranteed to slaughter off moms, pops and cousins

[interlude: unknown
The prophecy, I see can foretell the future.
The of what is to come.
Prophecy, to by divine inspiration.
declared by a prophet.
One who with the mind that's been stricken.
The prophecy, lord monk is the prophet.
Now you see, now you hear.
Take heed, which way of life you travel?
The road of truth or the of death?
(I can't it no more!!!)
You have been warned, the is here.

monk]
The has seen that you remain with the sting
Removin the skin, I never die and again
Sinfullness is my trifeness, leave a lifeless
If you try to bite
I minds like 9's levitate your spines
If inclined, I kill with one
And leave you dumb, deaf and
with the swiftness of a sword of excalibur
Move with the of culos thru a callico
Feel the as my thoughts burn deep
Explosions to mind that I seek, now it's you soul that I
I remain in this game and take fame like larceny
There's pure fuckin havoc when you with the prophecy!!!

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[outro: voice as interlude]
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All the of the dark
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Do you to take my sin? (die fuckas!)
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I to be ...[indecipherable]...
Hahahahahahhaha!!
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