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MIA, JayC Yeah Whoo, thank You, Lord EmmanuelDaProphet Huh If I ain't the hood prophet, who gon' feed the streets? (Who?) Changed the world from being toxic, time to be at peace (let's go) Treat the Word just like my Glock, you demons flee the scene (pah-pah-pow) Yeah, I'm holy, but I can pop it, 'cause I know He in me (you feel me?) Push start the whip and dart it, I don't need a key (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Gave 'em praise, then, I blew up just like TNT (boom) I can't give up, they're bankin' on me just like PNC (yeah) Can't entertain it if you drain it, I'm on DND (I'm on DND) They heard I'm rocking in the clubs, I be plot twistin' (they're pushin', how?) I'm tryna get up in they heads, like a locktition (in they heads) God givin' me the chance, they can't block this one (no) Fresh air to the music game, it's been a lot missin' I cut the head off of snakes, so they stop hissin' (I cut it off) So, I ain't worried about no hate, I'm on a God mission (whoo) I ain't hidin' in no churches, I'm outside with it (I'm outside) Follow the Spirit, I don't do it, 'cause my palm itchin' (I got the money) It took prayer to get me far, I know my mom did it (it took prayer) I learned how to fight my battles, I'm a dog with it (I'm a dog) Givin' hope to the ones like Dom, behind the wall with it (how?) But you gotta know, it's spiritual war and we all in it (we all in it) If I ain't the hood prophet, who gon' feed the streets? (Who) Changed the world from being toxic, time to be at peace (let's go) Treat the Word just like my Glock, you demons flee the scene (pah-pah-pow) Yeah, I'm holy, but I can pop it, 'cause I know He in me (you feel me) Push start the whip and dart it, I don't need a key (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Gave 'em praise, then, I blew up just like TNT (boom) I can't give up, they're bankin' on me just like PNC (yeah) Can't entertain it if you drain it, I'm on DND (I'm on DND)
Writer(s): Emanueldaprophet, Thomas “tillie” Mann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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