With vice I hold the mike device

With force I keep it away of course

And I'm keepin' you from sleepin'

And on stage I rage

And I'm rollin'

To the poor I pour in on in metaphors

Not bluffin' it's nothin'

That we ain't did before

We played you stayed

The points made

You consider it done

By the prophets of rage

(Power of the people say)

I roll with the punches so I survive

Try to rock 'cause it keeps the crowd alive

I'm not ballin', I'm just callin'

But I'm past the days of yes y'allin'

Wa wiggle round and round

I pump, you jump up

Hear my words my verbs

And get juiced up

I been around a while

You can descibe my sound

Clear the way

For the prophets of rage

(Power of the people say)

I rang ya bell

Can you tell I got feelin'

Just peace at least

Cause I want it

Want it so bad

That I'm starvin'

I'm like Garvey

So you can see B

It's like that, I'm like Nat

Leave me the hell alone

If you don't think I'm a brother

Then check the chromosomes

Then check the stage

I declare it a new age

Get down for the prophets of rage

Keep you from gettin' like this

You back the track

You find we're the quotable

You emulate

Brothers, sisters thats beautiful

Follow a path

Of positivity you go

Some sing it or rap it

Or harmonize it through Go-Go

Little you know but very

Seldom I do party jams

About a plan

I'm considered th