More Fire for the People
18th November 2007, 18:20
I’m a profit, watch me deliv’a,
I’m like cirrhosis on ya liv’a,
I’m the poisons in ya community,
The lesions on ya street.
I’m a prophet, watch me deliv’a,
I’m the words of wisdom on ya own block,
I got yo back around the cops,
I’m there when you get shot;
We stand up together, against naysayers,
We start love in May weather,
Our pain is our tether,
Appalled by the signals comin’ in our eye sockets,
We’re prophets.
I’m like cirrhosis on ya liv’a,
I’m the poisons in ya community,
The lesions on ya street.
I’m a prophet, watch me deliv’a,
I’m the words of wisdom on ya own block,
I got yo back around the cops,
I’m there when you get shot;
We stand up together, against naysayers,
We start love in May weather,
Our pain is our tether,
Appalled by the signals comin’ in our eye sockets,
We’re prophets.