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Yeah we bad, prophets is back on the battlefield Look at the swag, all uh these heathens be mad at me Am ready to teach, but they talking too loud with the blasphemy I never blaspheme, but my Armour Bearer gon blast for me Precept on precept and line upon line am breaking it down like a syllable Miracles we do Dem Time after Time proving that we are the spiritual We be the pros they the amateurs Never surrender we Spartacus Warring from Purim to hannukah Cutting these heathens shoelaces and yamakas Cut em up, cut em up, cut em up Scoffers and mockers be running up Thinking that they gonna be stopping us Never use gunz but we shoot em up Cut em up, cut em up, cut em up Scoffers and mockers be running up We be like who the next runner up We teaching the people no stopping us Yeah we bad, prophets is back on the battlefield Look at the swag, all uh these heathens be mad at me Am ready to teach, but they talking too loud with the blasphemy I never blaspheme, but my Armour Bearer gon blast for me Shut your mouth don't you talk, Ima teach he gon' read Bring it out ach ima break it down to the "T" It goes line upon line I got precepts what chu need If you scoff you a simp Cut you up watch you dip You want meat naw sip milk You can't handle what we give Man your brain gon' overload if you can't handle laws we give This word cut like a sword All this truth, can't ignore All these prophets sit around me they would break you down with joy Yeah we bad, prophets is back on the battlefield Look at the swag, all uh these heathens be mad at me Am ready to teach, but they talking too loud with the blasphemy I never blaspheme, but my Armour Bearer gon blast for me Need a gurney and a body bag for em Cut em up session won't cease Causing these heathens to flee You can tell by the hem of the tees Messiah prophets on the scene We seeking the kingdom to be Yo kingdom will become debris We coming with fire to burn up these liars Give em the precept to Jeremiah Acting like demons don't dwell inside ya Any of these prophets know what's required Ready for war time Steady be ready in no time Betcha my brother gon co-sign Hit these scoffers with clothes line Yeah we bad, prophets is back on the battlefield Look at the swag, all uh these heathens be mad at me Am ready to teach, but they talking too loud with the blasphemy I never blaspheme, but my Armour Bearer gon blast for me I gotta fully loaded Armor bearer Who gained his knowledge thru the trial and error Together we've fought many wars Scriptures seeping through the pores Of all of the prophets that's cast in down doctrines and doing the work of the Lord Demons wont stop us Demons can't stop us When we all on one accord Christ is king and we know in that Ain't no denying he coming back Pull out the trumpet we blowin dat We got the seed and we sowin dat I came up outta the world pray the lord I ain't going back We was ordained to be prophets that's how you know that we comin back Yeah we bad, prophets is back on the battlefield Look at the swag, all uh these heathens be mad at me Am ready to teach, but they talking too loud with the blasphemy I never blaspheme, but my Armour Bearer gon blast for me
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