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Patra - Moses lyrics
[Slick Rick]
 As you see Ruler show's, is enquirin noses
 Goin into a story about a kid named Moses
 Once a prophet was to be born, so for anything else furve it
 Fear of orders, every first born, some murdered
 One got away, a girl wit profit for a river
 Gently put him in a basket, went floatin down a river
 Then hands up by a fair up relative, or honey peep it
 Couldn't be the severed, once determined to keep
 Don't say a word, she told this slim, who was a real witch
 Snitch, it'll definetly be the last day you breathin
 Wild kids slaughter, cuz they was fronted them
 Soldiers tellin the kid that they murdered every one of them
 Thanks said Pharoah, guys little friend tips
 Sister showin her baby sayin her River God sent it
 To a brother who arose and said, "whoa sis"
 Cure as I suppose this, the upward knows about Moses
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 [Slick Rick]
 As time passes, prove he wasn't the type to beg or borrow
 Group to conquer land like ain't no tomorrow
 Made the Sun King jealous cuz he couldn't do a moldin
 Pops I'm not to happy the way you jackin this Moses
 Some dish rap behavior ruins every piece of bash
 Though I complain, where's the several action build
 You piece of trash, tree or switch
 Mo' you buildin, and find your cream's hero
 Built it, anything else, you need pharoah
 Come to star this, this my crownPatra - Moses - http://motolyrics.com/patra/moses-lyrics.html
 One say "How can he" but since not takin any chance
 He threw the hooker off the balcony
 But word sold out to King, he bank cold cuts blessed
 Stripped him of his honors and dumped him in the desert
 But I'm return for the people, this chest about saw
 King said "You want war? Make brick without straw"
 That's a son not being king, and shorty knows good roses
 When I be, suppose this the upward knows about Moses
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 [Slick Rick]
 The new King said, S be the threats, filled wit stuffing
 Oh boy, what do I do? Now pray to prophet
 Then a vision said chill and prophecy fill
 Scorm build, hells of fire, or there first born killed
 It's gettin scary for the king, he made the sufferin go by Mario
 You win, take these peasants and get the fluck outta my area
 More villains, still in heat, didn't want my 2 to fill him
 Wasn't chillin, then I flat sent the troop to go and kill him
 So more, prophecy, when a crossing said run him
 Did some ol' abracadabra and water fell upon him
 The soldiers that is, since Moses was suave
 Then Mo' and the mounds havin a convo wit the father
 Came back in the tens, seen panty hoes dropin
 Partner suave, folks wasn't into what po-pop was poppin
 So the Earth shouldn't kill those, bible takes clothes
 Talked about a time when not the worst spit foes and met Moses
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