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Queen The Prophet S Song

his hands on the multitude there A man who cried for a love gone stale And ice cold hearts of charity bare I watched as fear took the old men's gaze

his hands on the multitude there A man who cried for a love gone stale And ice cold hearts of charity bare I watched as fear took the old men's gaze

Spreading his hands on the multitude there A man who cried for a love gone stale And ice cold hearts of charity bare I watched as fear took the old men's

The Prophet's Song. (May) Oh Oh people of the earth Listen to the warning The seer he said Beware the storm that gathers here Listen to the wise man.

fat Let him hit it once and watch the dude come back 'Cause the back so stacked it's like sittin' on a jack Missy be the mack, that's a true fact Ching

's your name? (My name is Brenda my friends call me Brend) That's Skee-Lo and Trend yo call your friends and hop on in Let's take a spin bust a mission

did you do it You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime Right... It's halftime... It's like that, you know it's like that I

Made sure all them fools have heard of me Believe I'm well connected Not a prophet who's been resurrected Trust and I expect it When I bust it's higher

Intro [maestro fresh wes - talking] Yeah, yeah yeah. I got my man in the studio, mac. what's going on money? [mac] yo what's up? chill [maestro] word