I met this chick, she said she knew where Ignorance was at
I dip, do a back flip
A few minutes passed by I hear a buzzin' noise
'Cause I know them mob poison hair touch of death
But sometimes he slips away because he has an army
It's the same old song
(Who are you?)
I hurry, with lightning speed like the flash
He had babies having babies and young niggas selling crack
He feared this day would come, I'm hot on his trail
Yo I just saw Ignorance down town
“Aight baby show me the exact spot
(The Saga Continues)
Ignorance hates when I drop it
It was that chick with some of Ignorance's boys
The black prophet
I can smell it, but Ignorance is runnig rampid
By the way I'm Ignorance's wife, Deceit”
She said, “Prophet we got you beat
I see sparks over that building, they're shooting at me
Nah nah yo look towards the light
Then hit 'em in the heart with sharp skilled book marks
My vision's still kinda blurry, but I see a clue
I leap over lies in a single pound
They gave me super scientifical powers
Yo prophet,
He's at the big one, on Grand, Army Plaz
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I hope you can unstick yourself, Oh
Let's continue the saga, mad, mad drama
Yo what! Oh what the? Yo what is that?
Ignorance is tired of you following him around
Let me put you on. Word, he down there buggin'
One day I got struck by knowledge of self
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
But that can't stop the prophet
It's a supernova
When the clippers touched my hair, they blew the fuck up
Battling my arch nemesis Mr. Ignorance
Despair and animosity got broke with the swiftness
Mainly hatred, jealousy and envy they attack me
He's been trying to take me out since the days of my youth
Oh yo look towards the darkness
Meet me at quick and skimo on the 3 on the dot”
Ignorance is laughing at me, waiting on my down fall
Nah nah man that's a black hoe
But enough talk now for your hair cut
Trapped in the barber's chair
Now I, run through the ghetto
Oh no, they're going to try and cut my hair
When I get inside the doors shut and the lights go off
Ignorance is at the library
After the explosion there was no one left
Yo it's it's it's
Now I can't see on my hand
I gasp, I can't breath
They hit me with the dart filled with the pork chops sim
But I use my super science and I twist all three
They think they got me
They always give me trouble
Yo prophet, yo prophet, come here real quick
Yo yo yo
Damn another trap, I hear a hissing sound I smell a funny smell
He got them illing out, the shooting and everything
I said where, she said downtown
We about to put end in out right now.
When I awoke I was locked in the barber's shop
Animosity, despair, get him
But no matta what he do he can't stop the prophet.
I feel a sharp pain in my neck
I don't know what they think this is
I turn around, it's Anger and he brought a mob along
My seventh sense senses danger
And what you did to my wife
It seems like you're in a bit of a jam
I think the bitch is lying it's a set up
Well Prophet
I tried to hold on but before long I dropped
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So I hops up on the A train, I'm being followed
But he can't stop the prophet
(Can't a damn thing stop me)
It was nothing, I have others