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Prophit Kings

Sons of Shem
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Life lessons you've drilled into me my whole infancy Just to falsify the fathom of some twisted destiny In your prison bound to your supervision and cynicism This mystic prison splits your white light into night But the same motherfuckers that come before me Are the same cocksuckers born of lies and greed Chaos sons come to burn into the sun Born of the prophit kings Born of the profit Born of the prophet kings Born of the profit Born of the profit Now to take my own fate and destiny Moulded in my own hands forging my legacy Sweet precision coupled with divine intuition and supervision This mystic prism is your white light But the same motherfuckers that come before me Are the same cocksuckers born of lies and greed, no Chaos sons come to burn into the sun Born of the prophit kings Torn forever in twain make or break it Let the fires rise up spell the demise of the wicked Torn forever in twain lest we fake it Let the fires rise up spell the demise of the wicked Born of the profit Born of the prophet kings Born of the profit Born of the profit Life lessons you've drilled into me my whole infancy Just to falsify the fathom of some twisted destiny In your prison bound to your supervision and cynicism This mystic prison splits your white light But the same mad maddhirs that come before me Are the same cocksuckers we bury in the sea, no Chaos sons come of the father old and numb Born of their prophit kings Torn forever in twain make or break it Let the fires rise up spell the demise of the wicked Torn forever in twain lest we fake it Let the fires rise up spell the demise of the wicked Sons of the prophit kings adorned in mosh pit offerings Sons of the prophit kings adorned in mosh pit offerings Sons of the prophit kings adorned in mosh pit offerings Sons of the prophit kings Torn forever in twain make or break it Let the fires rise up spell the demise of the wicked Torn forever in twain lest we fake it Let the fires rise up spell the demise of the wicked Fortunes game we aim to recreate it Step to the rise exulted up from the jaded Fortunes game we aim to recreate it Step to the rise exulted up from the jaded Born of the profit Born of the prophet kings Born of the profit Born of the prophet kings Born of the profit Born of the prophet kings Born of the profit