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Prophet’s Profit Lyrics by Rama O.A.

Cloak On, Rama

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Verse 1:
I'm King Kong banging on a gong in his chest
Li Long chucking up the chucks to the rest
Push my soul to the edge, you cannot contest
'Cause the prophecy is profit for the prophet who's best

Don't detest, I only bear good news I swear
By the holy lack of sixes, you'll seldom despair
Denial is chagrin, grinning without winning
Like Beyblade and Baywatch, kidding and then sinning, huh

I'm here to clear the fog, take care of some glitches
Some funny fire for the dogs, get bitches in stitches
I've found out where my niche is so I'm bound to do the dishes on it
'Cause my wish is, that the pain will bring the riches in

I've foreseen that my rise will be my own downfall
The scenes are clean in my mind, give me a shovel
As I dig deep and then gravely wake up at nightfall
I can't recall, feeling this small, resistance dismal

Chorus 1:
Do you know who I am?
I'm the reaper! The hell! The keeper, of shellshocking ether! Repel!
Be gone! Rebel! I'm a seer of the bell of finality, fatality, brutality, of how the mortals fell!

Verse 2:
Hell is going to hell, that's a hell of a hello
My halo kinda fell when I mashed metal and cello
But I'm here because I smell the very stench of the beast
That took me underground to feast on the angry bad fellow

Ships have sunk because I said so, and cars have crashed
Trains and planes have lost their path due to the wrath I hath
I'm grim offside the goal allowed it's him I laugh
I refer he, referree, to become psychopathed

Life has been a lie, and death is the truth
That's what I promise you, you uncouth
Piece of youth, uterine booth
You'll be dead soon, you brute, I'll have no ruth

'Cause I'm death, Kong, Long and a prophet at best
And a seance says the monkeyman karateka's the rest
A caretaker undertakes the Delhi of bullet invests
As I overtake to scribble lists of earners of chestholes

Chorus 2:
Do you know who I am?
Kala Bandar (Black Monkey, I.e. The monkey man)!
No wonder! The yonder! Is pondered over by those who crossed my pond of horror!
Leaving nova holes behind my trap of aura
The honour, is yours, welcome to hell!
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About “Prophet’s Profit” by Rama O.A.

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