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Blowing Lungs Like Bubbles lyrics

Well Prophet, it seems like you're in a bit of a jam
I hope you can unstick yourself
Oh, and what you did to my wife
It was nothing, I have others
The Saga Continues

It's been a while since I escaped the library
Fightin' ignorance every day, it's gettin' weary
When I think I got him, he pulls a slip on me
And there's so many soldiers in his fiendish ass army

One of the fiercest, is this nigga named Tricknology
The last time we met, he got the drop on me
Shit happens so fast he even got some of my family
Blasted my way up out the building when I catch him, I'ma kill him

Track him uptown, where I hear he's lyin' to children
1 2 5th's the stop, go outside I hear gunshots run up the block
Greedy Lou's dead in front of the materialistic crack spot
Trick's yellin' out, "This is my block"

I would've hit him, but I didn't have a clear shot
An innocent bystander might get popped
Damn, a small thang 'cause the Prophet still can't be stopped

What? That's right, this is my motherfuckin' life
Tricknology, you know what I'm sayin'?
You know me, you can't front on me

I'm in a fucked up position but if he squeezes again, I'ma lift 'em
A few seconds later now here comes the siren
Oh shit, it's the pork chop patrol their on Ignorance's payroll
And they only came to hold

Tricknology down, scoop Greedy Lou off the ground
Throw him in the back of a truck one yells
?What the fuck nigga ya lookin' at? Now get the fuck outta here"
Then I get that feeling that I feel when danger is in the air

Then out of nowhere one yells out, "The Prophet's over there"
Immediately following mad lead is in the air
Pigs are all posted up like they knew I'd be here
I'd go for what I know but shit they're everywhere

Through in the back and forth my gun gets lost
But I managed to get one high powered thought off
I split 6 pigs that got sawed off
As their bodies break south I proceed to break north

Now shit is lookin' dim and you'd think all maybe lost
But the Prophet won't go out at any cost
You can never stop the Prophet

[Incomprehensible]
Unit's 1 and 2, unit's 1 and 2 the Prophet has been sighted
If you see him kill him
Can't a damn thing stop me

I head toward the train station
My force did stop most of the ammunition
Still I need medical attention
But I'm not bitchin', gettin' Ignorance is my mission

All of a sudden Greedy Lou comes creepin'
Around the corner talkin' 'bout Prophet you're a gonner
We knew you followed Trick uptown because you wanna
Get rid of Ignorance but that don't make no sense
He runs the world I know this from experience

Why don't you come and work wit us
You'll see the boss' game is nice
That night Greedy Lou died twice

Now I'm wanted, pork chop patrol has a warrant
But that still can't stop the Prophet

Here ye, here ye
The court of Ignorance is now in session
We, judge and the jury find the Prophet
Guilty in the murder of Greedy Lou
One of our close personal homeboys
So for that the sentence is death
When you find him execute him

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