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Kook Prophecy (Lubavitch Turn-Up)

[Intro] Moshe, Moshe They brought him from the wattah With an outstretched hand Tiferet the king’s daughter From seventy-two, a very holy Jew As we talk redemption This pertains to you (yeah) [Verse 1] The redemption, Zion, Judah and the Lion Slide through the city, all the westside ridin’ Sunny Souza take me home when we coastin’ Palm trees sway while the streetlights glowin’ Shuk that Graffi, ink on the block As we puffed on stuff, let the blessings unlock Incense be seedy, smoke curl steady Holy on the corner and the whole crew ready [Chorus] Aba La Fia be chantin those seventy-two names Gimmel Lamed Alef keep the flame in the game Print it up in Walla, let the headline bang Arutz Sheva, hey now, let the westside sang (yeah) Yalla, gotta get-get, flags in the wind Kosher CNN, broadcastin’ the win Make it super kosher when we step on the scene Gangsta with the wisdom, keep the prophecy clean [Verse 2] CBS got friends, whole fam on the screen Put that kosher star where the gold chains gleam Jewish star TV with the late-night show Joinin’ up live with Modest Yahoo flow Got that Modest Tea in a styrofoam cup Spillin’ psalms on the beat while the bassline thump Holy in the streets, still we walk that line West Coast prophet with a Kabbalah sign [Bridge] Gold brick, bricks, stack it up, never slip Buildin’ up that Mik, every stone, every brick For Cohanim posted while the candles lit quick Drip, drip, drip, watch the blessing just drip From the alleys to the hills where the sirens cry We write new tablets in the L.A. sky From the hood to the heichal, every block we claim Westside redemption in the holiest name [Outro] Moshe, Moshe, from the wattah to the block With an outstretched hand, let the prophecy rock From seventy-two lights to the streets we roam Kook Prophecy ridin’ on the way back home (yeah)