Young Righteous - PROPHET$ lyrics

[Intro: AJ Bank$y & Young Righteous] [AJ Bank$y (x6)] And even if it ain't for profit Cause I can't lose my soul I guess I'm down to be a prophet [AJ Bank$y & Young Righteous] (muffled dialogue in background) [AJ Bank$y] Cause I can't lose my soul I guess I'm down to be a prophet [Verse 1: Young Righteous] d**h to the young, wear their picture on my fleece To serve as a reminder that the world is hunting me Lone wolf among the jackals hear them plottin' through they teeth Whether prophet or a saint they only care when you deceased A ticker tape parade reserved for those who peddle fantasies of paradise All the while they slaughter us and build their homes on carca**es of empty lives and fallacies Label me as cynical so treat this as rhetorical Look, d**h to the young, d**h to the young They speaking ill of us it's like a plague upon the tongue And a hundred sons will die before this beat is even finished No diplomas, no degrees, and probably no one there to witness Murder, murder in the city, but it don't make a difference That blood don't even matter if it ain't spillin' from your kidney If it ain't yo cousin starving, if it ain't yo uncle tweakin' If it ain't yo boys getting jacked for Beats or Macs or even sneakers The fallacy of flattery is suffocating everything Truth be told we'd rather die than interrupt the masquerade As the cities burns and the earth forsakes her youth When the innocent are slaughtered then they'll clamor for the truth A prophet of the people, hoodie on in Nike sneakers I studied King and Langston just to educate y'all n***as And a n***a is a n***a, a thief, a joke, a k**a No value for his soul, so no justice for yo n***as [Hook: Young Righteous] Got a gallow for yo neck, and a backpack for yo home Animosity will follow in every city that you roam No time for second guessing for this purpose you've been chosen Just to educate the people and bring purpose to the broken I hope you get the message, yeah I hope you get the message The burden of a prophet it don't come with many blessings And the greatness of a king isn't seen in crowns or riches But he who takes a stand with history as a witness, Lord [Bridge: AJ Bank$y] I said I know it's far from perfect I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it Yeah, I said I know it's far from perfect I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it Look, I said I know it's far from perfect I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it I been hurtin' for a minute since the garden and the serpent I'm better now because I found my purpose [Verse 2: AJ Bank$y] I used to.. feast with my fears and give the trimmings to my confidence But now I gotta shine or face the consequence I'm done contemplating deals with Satan, now it's opposite And plus I got the team to spur me on, okay I'm Popovich, acknowledge it A youngin' chasing clout and tryna polish it And it ain't scarce to hear about that hunger from a college kid Why you ain't help me when you saw that I was falling? And don't compare me to these rappers cause they're garbage Look, I got a job to do, and it ain't always logical I'm focused on them things unseen forget the politics Them black bodies stacked in the street, you keep yo Parliament No paper gunna save me when them demons get to targeting The earth is full of d**h, okay remember who's in charge of it Cause Ferguson been happenin' since Adam bit the apple And don't tell me any different cause I see the core unravelling And souls is getting snatched and that's the reason why I'm battling I'm not an activist, I'm actually Isaiah with some blacker skin A Bible and a plastic pen, practicing The things that I been learning, walkin' in my absolution Tryna build my generation, make the most of my influence Cause I love y'all, I gotta be the one to do it If I die tonight don't mourn my d**h by shootin' Look, I said I know it's far from perfect I'm just hoping that you feel it, I'm just praying that it's worth it [Hook] [Verse 3: AJ Bank$y] (News clip audio from the murder of Michael Brown playing in background) I'm trying to find a better way to free my soul, man it's crazy Cops k**ing babies, and white people hate me Walk a mile in my shoes, you see the cracks in the road And they're just hoping that we trip, I got your back so you won't I'm trying to spread a little love but they keep bartering blood You want my brothers or my sisters, probably all the above I need some answers to these questions while you're loading your gun Don't shoot the messenger, confront the one the message was from [Outro: AJ Bank$y] Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you