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(feat. Killah Prie)
Intro: Cappadonna This is the bread of life man The bread of life Cus I'm gonna feed all of y'all I'm gonna feed all of y'all with intelligent lifespans man I'm gonna give y'all vocubulary veggies Word up and make y'all understand that Now is the time to come amongst this nation And end all devilishment 2nd Intro: Cappadonna You don't really want god in your life You don't really want god in your life Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x3 Verse 1: Neonek Pour my wars out basins My gates is filled with live grazes Live and die for the king Escaping hells faces Forces with chariots armed Dark horses God will make God ????? and face loses Seven months to bury the dead The lord said Make a feast for the birds and bees to eat flesh Shouldn't turn the man you are Consume you in your darkness Bloodbaths sealed with fire the lords wrath Man fainted Now they see the glory God painted Heavens army made a statement on your anti-Christ arrangement Swinging the sword against God And every mountain Unleash a vile plague on all you heathens who be doubting Lined up Split you in half and grind up I lined up split you in half and grind up Enemies are the most high dined hired up When your times up The lord made his mind up Everlasting torment for all you snakes who played foremen Verse 2: Cappadonna I got pains in my stomach I just need to eat I can't take it no more it's like life in the street Got my hands shaking Stressed out for cess This rap is like coke My mother can't rest Times is hard GATS in the projects Niggas got jealous since my LP Made life better Now y'all hate me Putting my life down for G-O-D I rock this Only love can top this Laced in clean spirits Now I'm spotless Pulling out nots Now I make hits Throw jewels at you Reap the benefits Laid back love eat my tuna fish Like that y'all My God'll slap y'all Devils in the place Angels'll trap y'all Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x3 Verse 3: Killah Priest As the full moon follow my passage Enter my tomb now strike the matches Light up the room Open my caskets Theres my Mummy Covered in maggotts Say the words bring me back like Lazarus Came to pass like the old lady who read my tarrots My GAT spit Still I shed the tears of a saint My hearts passion Painting pictures that's mad graphic After my words are said My paper burns up in ashes All my thugs surround me like Christ at the last supper Cold winds beat upon the window shutters We break bread 8 Fed's came in and bust us They rush us They took me I screamed to my dog The Sun Of Man must suffer They kill me Another one will rise from the gutter motherfuckers Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life(You don't really want God in your life) Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x2 Verse 4: Cappadonna We always in the struggle Making those Wu-Banga's We hang like hangers It's the essence of hip-hop Live in the present Write rhymes or Hasson'll never test this Eighties fundamental God is essential Rents due plus the greatest lesson is don't owe Pray with the flow and cruise through the avenue Blacked down like some of the Jews do Guns kill so do a missle All praise due May the father be with you A child need milk These needles are specially built to open your mind Now is the time oh Lord place your hands upon us It's the meat by selling bricks To building cocaine weak People don't speak where it's rats and 'roaches Cats and dogs Cops roll like Bozz Hogg In the jungle Where every black man is Tarzan We are gathered here today In the name of this rap We coming in peace So nobody have to get clapped Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x7 Outro: Cappadonna You don't really want God in your life The bread of life You don't really want God in your life |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Intro: Killah Priest]
First time in rap history Your mind will be tooken to a level Prepare yourself [Killah Priest] When I relax my thoughts and my brain hovers New York My third eye glides with the view like a hawk They find my mind is automatic, rhymes are tragic Found in the attic, lost you in Asia Minor, find you in a maze of beams I'm supreme, my mind state is like a dream Stargazer scarred from the radar Beyond gods and moms and airwaves and channels Desert rats and camels, reptiles and mammals Standings of Daniel, Emmanuel and Samuel Ezekiel's wheel over tall trees and hills and mountains Fountains, rivers, lakes, brooks and ponds Inhabit by rabbits, snakes and swans Energy is solar light barrelled beyond the Sun Controller Over Jehovah through the days of Noah Tremendous speed around the Octaman sea Black Sea, Sea of Canspania Persian Gulf all the way to Mediterranean City of Atlantis , skin is getting tight as a mantis Priest style is organic, mechanic seagulls, swings over the eagles Soars over cathedrals built during the medieval Shall remain in the ordained Byzantine Empire Take you higher one stage as a massive fire But still like Niger , archrival of Constantine Dark Ages got sparked through the stages 307 A.D. Constantinople ruled mobile Seeking global floating motion over the Arctic Oceans Scan the land, every inch of the sand Never bring plans, animals, woman, child and man Beasts and fish every inch, length and width Come through the abyss over Egypt A space odyssey with more angles than photography More exotic plus it's erotic like pornography [Break: Killah Priest] Am I almost there? Yeah I'm almost there? Am I almost there? Yeah I'm almost there? Am I almost there? [Killah Priest] I'm a space cadet from a tape in the cassette player By fasting and prayer, I'm passing the ozone layer I meditate then I'm near top of skyscrapers View fluid nature, dropping, blew through a vapour Then there's paper, the wind that take you Quiet as the breath in your nose Appear in the cold from the depths of our soul Which has no weight, constants rotate at a slow rate Through the black holes over rainbows in Kuwait Destination, operation, alternation of the sun Circuit stars, positions seasons, I weigh a ton Immortalic through galaxies I'm burning It's like accomplished, plus the compass keeps turning Pure as a virgin, release heavy burden I travel when I preheated the urban Hit the firmament, shockwaves are permanent Rays of children gaze and stand amazed So long, I'm going to the place Paul Apostle was born Which is in Tarsus , small city in Cilicia Then I moved south, all the way to Nigeria Row the Tigris River all the way to Assyria Mesopotamia all the way to Syria Euphrates to the Ur of Chaldees Up the Highland located near Iran Further crescent 'til I reach a section From each direction, from East to West and From North to South, all over the equator Neptune from the womb of the creator Killah Priest the Iron Sheik from the Middle East I'm 'Almost There' so prepare, I say peace... peace... |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
"You are the Prodigal Son, you are the Iron Sheik
You are the people of our homes that are speaking and..." [Shanghai the Messenger] Ooh ma, ma, ma, my Lord, Lord I see chariots in the sky (skies) Men and Earth look surprised As they flow across the sky And I see the light deep into the night Up there on Mars among the stars in that distant land Swift as light, we took our flight, the chosen people Ooh ma, ma, ma, ma, my, Lord, Lord The reasons why we here, ooh ma, ma, ma, ma, my Lord, Lord, the reasons why we here [Killah Priest] Before being born without physical form Avoiding the vast, my space voyage begin between the asteroid Before I landed upon the planet It looked abandoned, lost and stranded I became a force that demanded light laws took flight One course of the night, search for any source of life Light was, the 'Know the Ledge' coming from the edge of the Universe Then passed the Moon to the Earth, then from the womb to nurse With a slight remembrance how I came from a distance To an instinct existence with five senses The quest from man repentance While others cried, I exercise my third eye by hearing a lullaby Then I magnify inside, became intelligent and wise Transformed from the celestial Shot through a sexual, terrestrial testicles vessel Small as a decimal where I nestle Nine months later, special delivery, the Killah P-R-I-E-S-T From the foetus to the cleavage, from 'Atoms to Adams' From 'Atoms to Adams', from 'Atoms to Adams' [Shanghai the Messenger] I see chariots in the sky (skies) Men and Earth look surprised As they flow across the sky And I see the light deep between the night Up there on Mars among the stars in that distant land [Killah Priest] So I began between the meteorite, now I walk like Christ Except I'm not sacrificed, but a righteous parasite Searching for Paradise, which is birthright Of a celestial Nazarite with appetites to bite from the Tree of Life Then smite Edomites, Sodomites, Moorites in the land of Canaanites Following six flaming lights, burning over one million degrees Fahrenheit Bright as neon, beyond the satellites Flight takes me over cattle stocks, blocks of ice I begin to flock, flock, flock, flocked across Mecca With a vivid projector, seeking my sceptre, looking at Rebecca Two sons bopping through Jerusalem like a hoodlum Ahhh, principalities enables me to see the other galaxies Releasing all calories, backed eight author, writers and eulogies I'm the author and the writer of a biography with God prophecies And challenged Egyptology philosophies and Greek mythologies Going through the glossaries of Socrates with Pharisees and Sadducees Going through genealogy with degrees, I contact the Hasmonean dynasty Approximately 168 B.C. Transform from the Wu Killa Bee into the families of the Maccabeez I can see every species in 3D and hear them clear as CDs During my pilgrimage I walked through the wilderness I had the privilege the see the pyramids Which gave me the will to live To roam through the villages and heal the kids Walk across a bridge strong as Farrakhan As a voice echo like Saravan across the great Amazon Stretching out my hand like Yon 'til it reach Babylon Behold the psychic phenomenon, quiet storm I wander out on the horizon from the top of holy Mount Zion Holding a staff then turned into a python, Killah Priest the living icon Sitting in the form of a pentagon in the centre of the octagon Walking from Tyre to Sidon, to Lebanon, to the walls of Hong Kong Reciting the 23rd Psalm, long gone before the crack of dawn Dodging and weaving through the Garden of Eden Without even speeding, bobbing, lobbing, revolving all regions [Shanghai the Messenger] As they flow across the sky [Killah Priest] Those that were uncivilized was chastised while the civilized were baptized Twelve Tribes begin to rise like bees from the hive Causing seeds with their wives Starting apartheids, the scribes carry the archive Follow the star guide as we glide through the windows of the far side Across the dark sky, then over the ocean tide The Unidentified Flying Object hovers the project's scenery Gothic sky can pass with darkness As the thugs transform into prophets, the body becomes cosmic As the floor becomes carpet, they rise from out the toxic And the wasteland and the garbage Where faces are various shades of chocolate Dropping in narcotics and the pork sausage No longer Hell's hostage [Outro: (Killah Priest) Shanghai the Messenger] (From 'Atoms to Adams') As they flow across the sky (From 'Atoms to Adams') As they flow across the sky (From 'Atoms to Adams') And I see the light deep into the night Up there on Mars among the stars, in that distant land Swift as light we took our flight, the chosen people Ooh ma, ma, ma, ma, my Lord, Lord Ooh ma, ma, ma, ma, my' |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Hook 3X: Killah Priest]
The Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth [Chorus 2X: Killah Priest] Life is a test many quest the universe And through my research, I felt the joy and the hurt 'The first shall be last and the last shall be first' The Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth [Killah Priest] Knowledge is wisdom, this goes back when I was twelve I loved doing right but I was trapped in Hell Had mad ideas, sad eyes and tears Years of fears, but yo my foes couldn't bear I searched for the truth since my youth And went to church since birth, but it wasn't worth the loot That I was paying, plus the praying I didn't like staying 'cause of busybodies and dizzy hotties That the preacher had souped-up with lies Had me cooped up looking at loot, butt and thighs During the service, he swallowed up the poor And after they heard this, they wallowed on the floor But I ignored and explored my history that was untold And watched mysteries unfold And dropped the jewel like Solomon, but never followed men 'Cause if you do your brain is more hollow than Space oblivion or the abyss With no trace of trivia left with the hiss Does it pay to be deaf, dumb and blind? From a slave you was kept from the mind And from the caves he crept from behind And what he gave was the sect of the swine When in the Bible, it condemns the pig I don't mean to pull your hems or flip your wigs But we used to wear a turban but now we're in the urban No more wearing beanies and dress like a genie No hocus-pocus cause I focus on the facts And put it on the track and brought it through the wax I'd speak on Jacob, it might take up some time And too much knowledge, it might break up the rhyme I did it anyway just to wake up the mind Of those who kiss stones or prays on the carpet Those who sit home or sell books by the market Need to chill and get their mind revived For years religion did nothing but divide The Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth [Chorus] [Killah Priest] I strolled through the Books of Job to unfold And open Bibles, instead of hoping on revivals Calling on His name and screaming hallelujah When he hardly knew you, that's how the devils fooled you See, look into my eyes brethren, that's the lies of a Reverend Why should you die to go to Heaven? The Earth is already in space, the Bible I embrace A difficult task I had to take I studied 'til my eyes was swollen and only arose when I found out that we were the chosen I deal with the truth and build with the youth And teach my son as he kneels on the stool Son, 'Life is a pool of sin, corrupted with foolish men And women with wicked minds, who build picket signs To legalize abortion, the evil eye distortion' I quiz Son with my wisdom Before I converted, I was perverted and knowledge was asserted The study of wisdom, I preferred it The understanding, it gave me mental freedom I even learnt Caucasian were really the Tribe of Eden The white image of Christ is really Cesare Borgia And uhh, the second son of Pope Alexander The sixth of Rome and once the picture was shown That's how the devils tricked my dome I prophesized to save a man but no one gave a damn For my nation, the Seed of Abraham Blessed with the tongue of Hebrew Now we're strung on needles and some are plunging evil So study and be wise in these days of darkness Peace to my nephew Marcus The Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth [Chorus] [Movie sample] Thebes, city of lust and evil Men deserve injustice They deserve their cruel priests and evil gods For we are vile No more than a crawling disease on the face of the Earth The grave is the only cure for our violence |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
It goes: life, difficult times, and mad crimes
Some pay the price, while others refine Blessed are those who struggle -- God loves you And Wisdom is the principle thing for Kings and Queens (repeat 2X) Many alliance will end, it's like a sad song from a violin, trapped like Daniel's in the Lion's Den Tryin to pie-rce the iron skin, of Leviathan Souls blowin in the violent winds God help us, if we die in sign, I hear the trials in the cries of men, that's when the riot begins Like things never get better, we forever servin Ebekenezer, since the days of our ancestors Slaves to a mad pleasure, building great architectures Sharp dressers, smart professors Start my lecture, I build lyrics like a art director Show it to you like the film projector Blessed are those who struggle, from day to day we all hustle Comin home with sore muscles, and scarred faces Scuffed knuckles, we all share the same trouble Seperated couples, sometimes it seem like there's no escapin, the clutches of Satan Spendin years in state pens, awaitin patient Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip Politics and number slip Chorus Once, shoved in ships, now we Bloods and Crips Thugs with clips, niggaz who love the clicks Hit the clubs and shit, so they can rub their hips Hugs and flicks, niggaz with drugs and whips Cash Rules this Rotten Apple, they got a worm in it Corrupt sinners, in my man's jeep with the windows tinted, sippin Guinness Observin all the clinics, and liquor spots They make me lick a shot through the rooftop I never seen the glory In the ghetto it's the same story Ciggarette butts and cold coffee, black faces and white mouths, they cry out, for the White House Ain't no wealth shared, it's welfare and poor health care, self scared It's senseless, the way they got our black princess on public assistance to end our existance Chorus |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Intro]
[Kid] One two, one two [KP] No doubt [Kid] The microphone's on... [KP] Cross my heart, hope to die, word is bond [Kid] I've been waiting a long time for this [KP] Here it go, Killah Priest, COME ON, '97, '98.... HEAR IT SOAR! [Killah Priest] It's the Byzantine King, supreme, all kneel kiss the ring into a ilohean, I blow steam from the families of the Macabees smack emcees watch them scream your majesty, make them suffer the capacity of tragedy, hold the crowd down like gravity back the fuck off, stop grabbing me, hands off me, niggas start to bore me I'm getting sleepy, I need some coffee, me and my Wu bandits we carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandaged, like some mummies you fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me it's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album hesitated scream the name out KILLAH PRIEST, I leave the blood spilling in the street I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville, the seven shields throwing windmills across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics I speak in arithmics, so they can never get it, I'm too scientific lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, thieves and killers tigers, gorillas, faces like Godzilla we stomp rappers and smile like a card dealer, the God's iller cross my heart -- hope to die, we multiply, by the hundreds fuckin by the thousands, see me outside the show browsin beatin up your soundman playa haters and players, we give 'em cold stares any last prayers? [Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause casualities my facalty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly threatened like weapons to adolescents, ghetto residence quick to pass since your present, state of the slum kill four, play the drums, face one they're coarse with smiles and snake tongues I'm deep into this, I sometimes gasp for air deadly warfare, hot block, cops and cold stares shots flare like fireworks soar July the 4th weapons get tossed, fugitives slide North my force is combined, new world, 2009 digital, criminals, we make mills in cyber-crime It's all planned ahead, two times I see the signs to a great mind The heaviest chain could not bind [Chorus: Killah Priest] We stare you eye to eye We tell the truth no lie We cross our heart and hope to die.. hope to die.. [GZA] High ranked officials and armed tanks with missles blood drizzle, simple fact, you slept on the issue that before you started jerkin off joysticks and Sega I was rocking off 100 watt amps in Cerwin-Vega's True fine tune it, we ship enough units emcees ask, who be those rhyme killers in masks no doubt, difficult task, the last in the square beware, infinite amount of darts is in the air I'm victorious, with no opponents and blast through components, with microphonics watch the whole world live the moment anything anti became approached in this are incapable of speech, remains motionless [Chorus 2X] [Outro] [Kid] Wu-Tang Forever! Peace! [KP] There you have it, hear it soar [Kid] Peace! [KP] Killah Priest, Killah Priest, GZA, GZA, GZA Inspectah Deck on the set, the GZA, GZA, GZA/Genius Wu.. |
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* Tekitha provides background vocals
[Killah Priest] Destroyers of devilishment Spiritual development Astro intelligence Master of elements Studies of the Testaments Doctors of measurement Mental fulfillment True wordsmiths, Sunz of Man Black Rose, the prophets Cosmics... rays Destroyers of devilishment Spiritual development Astro intelligence Master of elements Studies of the Testaments Doctors of measurement Mental fulfillment True wordsmiths... |
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Peace Killah Priest
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Intro: Killah Priest]
The mind: Heavy Mental, Jesus Christ is Heavy Mental Everything brings in Heavy Mental day Today you will experience something Heavy Mental Never done: Heavy Mental [Killah Priest] Information begins to gathering Starting to pattering the Stargate towards Saturn Between the eye socket is where I'll build my skyrocket You don't need any passport, all you need is a thought Suddenly the soul becomes hot as coal The flame blows from out my brain holes like a volcano The brain begins to process As we start the conquest from out the physical bondage The thought launches, voyaging 144 billion light years Through the shadows of your imagination Now open your eyes, do you see the flaming arrows aiming at pharaohs' inhabitation' As we begin to race in like a sparrow through the narrow population Seeking purification, the destination is the Holy Land of Bethlehem To eat lamb with Abraham and break bread with the Son of Man To slowly hold these hands and stretch forth from the skies like a rubber band As we begin to snap you above the land out of the atmosphere Don't look back, why' We 'Almost There' Just trying to prepare and adapt to the air pressure Now we searching for the mental treasure Pleasure beyond the measure of yards You can't comprehend the god or the distance between stars Picking up quasars inside the radars, we going far past any astronaut Moving so fast in this aircraft, everything we pass get hot From the takeoff, the blast turn the glass into rocks At last my supreme task was no longer to walk on green grass 'Til I become a beam of gas and travel through extreme draft Unable to be picked up through cable Out of the reach of all manners of sky examiners Heaven scanners, giant antennas and high-tech space cameras No evidence in any cemetery obituary Not found in any library or dictionary or encyclopaedia or media I'm in star mode with the discipline of Darmo, I broke the US barcode Now I'm on Allah's road to journey in the realms of the Cosmos Where only God knows or goes Blow like the UFO that gave out my work clothes Only to glow with a holy robe Explode through the mysterious black holes Deep warp through the outer zone without a phone To the unknown, to sit on my throne alone (Heavy Mental) The pilot on his galactic plane of knowledge through culture My sculpture lights up in ultraviolet So you could see my brain is symbolic to a palace Therefore, keep my hair stylish My flesh solid and my teeth polished Next stage, examine my x-ray Take notes for your essay and let the cassette play for longer than a decade As we begin to blaze through the Milky Ways Repent from our filthy ways, replenish from the guilty days The eyeballs swell up the size of eggs Neon dreamland, wingspan seven feet, between my eyes is the beak Destination of the ride is to reach is the peak Angelical landscape to take the physical man behind the hidden gates of space Ultimate skates and we go through a phenomenal rate As we cruise going into magnitude As we break up into a multitude of molecules Going through a long hollow tube with a scholar's view As we wearing the white garment, passing sound waves are supersonic Passing the comets, star clusters Changing my physical structure 'til my lip begin to pucker Kissing Christ at the Last Supper Grabbing a brass cup of wine (Heavy Mental) I feel my cells getting older Sitting on my sofa in the position like yoga 'Til my mind passes over the Solar System My wisdom novas, I am the controller I begin to loosen up my shoulders forming each joint Into the Sun's eight points Then I begin to rise like helium Escape in the millennium 2000 Meditate to the soft notes of a violin I've been on Mars building the holy synagogues for the royal seminars Long before they had the Renaissance There existed a Hebrew lodge (Heavy Mental) A phenomenon from out of the matrix The world looks at me with envy and hatred Just because I appear to them half naked rising into a spaceship With an arm full of solid gold bracelets A phenomenon from out of the matrix (Heavy Mental) [Outro: Killah Priest] Now the only time (Heavy Mental) The only time you should catch us (Heavy Mental) Only time you could have jetlag is if your cassette drag (Heavy Mental) *some foreign language* (Heavy Mental) Yo, just chill (Heavy Mental) Stop the tape (Heavy Mental) Stop it! (Heavy Mental) |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Chorus 2X: Killah Priest]
I'm a space cadet, with a tape and a cassette player While fasting and prayer, I'm passing the ozone layer I meditate then I'm there, 'High Explosives' Lyrics are 'High Explosives' [Killah Priest] When updated, microphone mighty King David My eyes have seen the spaceship, Lion of Judah, High exalted, mystic ruler Black stone call me Abdullah Skin made of solid pewter My wisdom takes off with such great force Global space war, I break off leaving legs frost Shake the planet off, horse whipping ships Mountains and cliffs, planet shifts Mind drifts, this is it I've been abducted no longer stuck with The corrupted 9 to 5 puppets I threw away my change bucket, dropped my crutches The faces of the public scream for justice [Chorus 2X] [Killah Priest] I'll stalk like Moses, leading the hopeless Raise dick as water hoses, I stomp a devil like a bed of roses Drinking wine and eating raw locus Mind full of 'High Explosives', armoured tanks stay focused I get ferocious, turned to the black lotus I'm only here for a moment then I'm gone I teleport, throwing bodies on the third rail, scorched I smell a corpse, I stomp through Hell with a blazing torch Riding the Pale Horse, with the pitch fork My head full of sick thoughts Leaving arms ripped off, while legs are crisscrossed I start to sniff salt, witches and dwarfs cut you Back and forth, horizontal, do your kung fu While I haunt you and bring horror upon you Lift my shoe to Mars and stomp you I run through your kingdom and conquer you [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Killah Priest] 'High Explosives' |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Killah Priest, King Masada Landed on this sick canvas Now I'm roaming this dead planet with head bandaged Insane, preaching God's commandment, feel me [Killah Priest] I move through the dark regions and won't stop 'til we even Until you bleeding, until you stop breathing Giving careers a severe beating for emceeing It's something that I don't take lightly How the fuck you ever invite me to a duel I drool before I break fool Then I drag emcees, beat them down to their knees Grab your necks and squeeze 'Til there's no life left, they lifeless Then mic-less, what a crisis I give them a good night's rest I break their biceps and triceps, thighs and necks Breast area is the best area, before I bury you I make sure that you never ever, ever, ever try that shit no more Know what I'm saying? (Word is bond!) Your ambition put you in that fucked up condition Leave you with your own conviction, shit was non-fiction Now you in a state of non-fixing Make you beg for mercy if you ever approach me I blow your head off when I talk Chop off your arms and bash your head in You know where this shit is heading For a dead-end, stop your sweating Like Otis Redding, got your pants wetting Snuck up on you at your wedding, at your honeymoon Turn that shit into doom Turn your rap cassettes into your fucking caskets You goddamn bastards Lyrics I mastered, rhymes burns like acid [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] I'm complete analyzer of your entire eye Debut not told to crawl, so walk on by I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie Your good to your bye, your question to your why? Your wing to your fly, bone to your high The Dirt Dog, I be the god, the tear to your cry I drop in and cleanse the Earth My place to burst strong, gave me the eye [Hook (repeated during chorus in background): Killah Priest] If you don't know know, now now you know You bastard, that's for sure [Killah Priest] The fatal brave degrade ceremonies from religious cults Half man and half goat Tomorrow hopes based on the horoscopes We followed goals, our nose and Hell's smoke Fire breathing dragons, I rubbed the gold lantern To the see the future through the crystal ball The triple walls official once the missile fall Orphans see the coffin Often I fell at the doorstop coughing I heard the pipe organ (cough) Saw some men of a white origin I saw Bill Clinton, Ronald Reagan and George Bush Barefoot, sucking from the titties of a wolf Upon the brazen altar Six men offer their only daughter splashing holy waters I ran for the camcorders, now I'm plagued with curses I roam the Earth's surface, snatching purses Allergic to Catholic churches, what's the purpose? Religious worship is worthless I visit ancient sanctuaries, where the saints were married But now they buried cause of Satan's fury, I faced the jury Held in court like Christ nailed to a cross Confront my knowledge like Christ in front of Pontius Pilate Days are violent, standing in a haunted palace The government wants my wallet [Chorus 2X w/ Hook] [Killah Priest] If you don't know... now you know Killah Priest, now you know [sample] We believe in the 'resurrection of the dead' We believe that the twenty million black people in America In the last day will be taught the truth The tremble of truth will sound in your ear Everything sounded today, the trouble is truth Truth strikes your ear, strikes your heart It will open your eye, it will open your ear It will make you stand up, it'll do the same thing for you That truth did for the dragons in the valley Because the picture of dragons in the valley is talking about you The picture of Lazarus laying dead four days is talking about you You are laughing, you are the dragon, you.. |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Information, no doubt, you know, Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop Killah Priest the black Sphinx Information, Information [Chorus: Killah Priest] Where you gonna run? Where you gonna hide? When the truth comes down upon you, you have to decide Where you gonna run? Were you gonna hide? Information When the truth comes down upon you, you have to decide [Killah Priest] The Information we have become with laser scanners, At supermarket department stores and direct mail houses Which will record every single item we purchase Data about your daily habits And movements will flow into the beast system From spy satellites constantly circling overhead Watching us like it's squirting 666 database investigate Entire race headed for a cyberspace Riots, breaks inside of empire states Every move you make is recorded on tape Some of us are wired, imprisoned behind gates Hid miniature videos in the briefcase Cameras will be recording our every activities Indoors and outdoors, day and night Obscenely invading our piracy, our privacy (privacy) Stargazing because Allah is far amazing Than any green god of a pagan Raised in synagogues of Satan Awaken with this starving nation Left beaten, scarred and shaken Robbed of education My birth was foretold Look deep within my wardrobe Embrace the crossroad, we once wore gold But now we electric probes with silicon brains, synthetic All faces are strange, pathetic Check the eyes, a man can't even recognize his family I blame it on humanity, for this insanity Spy satellites, the last battle for life There's no day or night CIA take samples of my DNA Newborns grow horns placed in uniforms Shipped off to the military Where they killed and buried Interactive TV sets will be watching us Just as we watch them They will also report back to the beast computer at headquarters Our telephone conversations will be automatically wiretapped And transcript by the National Security Agency Honesty, modesty, poverty, famine, the sons of Amman Deal with reprogramming and iris scanning Breaking out of Satan's bondage with long garments Like we bionic, no longer paying homage Remember after '96 beware of biochips Now it's '97, beware of Armageddon Bloodshedding and beheading Head on head collision in the 'Valley of Decision' To lock the beast in prison [Chorus: Killah Priest] Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide? When the truth comes down upon you, you will have to decide, Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide? When the truth comes down upon you, you will have to decide When that time comes, you will have to decide, Information, Information You will have to decide, Information Where you gonna run to? Where you gonna hide? When the truth comes down upon you, you will have to decide Information, Information, information [movie sample] Can you help me' I'm looking for a man A man, what's his name? Jesus, I must warn him You're too late, even now he's before Pilate They found him? He was a betrayed to them and by one he loved and trusted By his Disciple who sat at his left hand man Why? Because men are weak, because they are cursed with envy and cowardice Because they can dream of truth, but cannot live with it Filled with doubt, and doubt the fools Why must men betray themselves with doubts? Tell them, the others, find them and tell them not to doubt Even now, not to doubt, tell them to keep their faith They must keep faith Wait, tell who, who are you? My name is Judas |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
Artist: Killah Priest
Album: Heavy Mental Song: It's Over Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro] [KP] Run for your lives, oh my God [Girl] Yo watch it! Yo what everybody running for? [KP] This is it, run for your lives [Girl] Motherfucker quit pushing! [KP] Oh my God, run for your lives [Girl] Yo what's going on? [KP] It's coming! It's coming! [Girl] Why is y'all running for? [KP] It's over, it's coming [Girl] Where y'all going? What y'all running for? [KP] It's over, it's moving closer, the sky getting lower [Girl] Hey yo, yo! [KP] Winds turn colder, Killah Priest soldiers [Girl] Wait for me yo! [KP] Steamrollers [Girl] What's up motherfucker quit pushing me up! [KP] Right there, there, it's over, damn he's right there [KP] It's over, it's over [Girl] Hey yo who the fuck is that? [KP] It's over, run! It's over, run! [KP] It's over! It's over! {*people screaming*} [Killah Priest] All science addicts, religious fanatics, curiosity seekers Biblical preachers, historians, ritual believers Scholars, teachers, spiritual leaders High priests, generals, sergeants in the room with captains Lieutenants and all of you gimmicks I'm the Hip Hopper that'll rock to fill an opera Acapella and lock the cellar, watch Hell a freeze over Take you lower, break your boa constrictor Hit you like liquor, tipsy and sober Whiskey in your soda or vodka Chop you with the blade made of copper Kick your head off like a soccer ball Raw alcohol and it's over, a Red October, it's getting colder [Break: Killah Priest] It's over Punch a hole through your solarplex' and it's over I mark X on your chest, it's over And bury the dead, ain't gonna be no rest [Killah Priest] Just pretend, watch me blow like the dust in a gust of wind Flow with the rush when I adjust the pen Take you miles and miles and miles Leave you at the River of the Nile Now deliver the foul fact found in the pile in the stack Books that were took, take a look back As I take you further high into the sky Wear your eyes like vision surprised And dived back risen, building the bombs upon you peons Knowledge of crazy mileage we be going Off! Now you lost, tossed in confusion Saw the illusion of the car that started cruising Asking today's Mathematics, brought rays to his attic What's the weight of a flame, state your name But he was afraid of the height, glazed at the light Strayed, couldn't stay for the flight Ran to his book of rhymes, took up some time For the brother to hook up a line As if he had a fishing rod, but my mission is God Science I be dishing out be hard Deep in his eye's contacts, plus saw beyond that Sort of brother who couldn't respond back Tried to rhyme after me and hold the weight But the science I drop, getting ready your shoulder aches now Let's take a trip travel through the mind And played a trick when he unravelled the rhyme Bloodthirsty, no mercy when I find the victim emotions Stick him with potions that I've developed To make the body swell up like venom Once I'm in them then I skin them and scold them After that I call them back from the essence Who could fuck want more lessons? It's over! [Break: Killah Priest] Know what I'm saying? It's over The dead bury the dead, it's over Your career, it's over All you wack MCs (finish them off), it's over Finish them off [Killah Priest] The blast burst back into elements Development of gas surround the mass of the Earth A hundred and ninety six million, nine hundred and forty thousand miles Are occupied by people, cars and houses And over this the mama just browsing Thought I'd respond with colts, stop the smoke Move with the bolts and volts of energy toward the enemy Now he's burning G's, penalty is for infinity Attack the third eye, would occur by a vocal formed into a storm With loud thunder that left him in the crowd wondering Now you wonder on many thoughts you ponder Fell asleep trying to seek the Beyonder While I would ponder microphones, reciting poems Striking domes to your frightening moans of horror! Speaking evil Hebrew from the Torah Slammed the mic, it turned to a serpent, opened the curtains Saw things he couldn't interpret Destroyed the Earth, fill it with gunpowder Capable of Sun power, rebuild it in one hour Then revealed it through a sunflower, shed the shower Showing the power of the Lord Messiah, I've absorbed the fire Water, oxygen, you can't comprehend 'Til your strange doctrines stop the winds Beyond the orbits of Dionne Warwick With no broomsticks and magic tricks to this Return of the Iron Maiden Stomp your corny ass like the Raven What's the matter? You frostbitten, you lost your mittens I've seen you under the cross smitten Seeking remorse from the Christians [Outro: Killah Priest] It's Over! Killah Priest says, 'It's over!' Huh, huh, It's Over! Huh, huh, your careers is now finished |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Chorus: Shanghai the Messenger]
After the storm, after the storm, after the storm Where do we go from here? After the storm is clear Where do we go from here? After the storm is clear [Intro: Killah Priest *during chorus*] What's deal God? I heard you got some Bad news about Killah Priest, you know? Out here, right now it's madness Things going on, word, a lot of shooting up A lot of cops, you know what I'm saying? It's madness that's going on in this World today, so what I've gotta do is Open up my mind and then try to, you know? Take it from there, from what I can build, you know what I'm saying? Red moon the skies, 'cause, ain't nobody gonna, Nobody gonna look out for me It's the end of the road It's like a red moon over Tibet [Killah Priest] Theory of the 'Twelve Monkeys' left in this cold world hungry We kill over blood money, the cops seem to think it's funny, We murder over pennies and crumbs Plenty of guns crammed in the city slums The man pity none for this next millennium Kids starving, when they breathe you can see their kidneys and lungs They're left blind, skinny, and dumb Sights far from a pretty one, praying to God, when will He come? But half of my crew is atheist While the other half's waiting on a spaceship, I can't take it Screaming life is what you make it So called fake friends, they're all snakes in the end Trying to hide their face, trying to blend One mistake, I see them grin Trying to say we of the same kin 'cause we have the same skin I live amongst the unholy, we all roll weed Thick as Jamaican rollies until the Lord scold me And told me, 'You'll be my next Moses Go save the hopeless and homeless' With eviction notice, arrive like the infant Joseph With a grudge to Caesar, like the blood of Jesus I told the Judge they don't love us, we don't love them either My sword will drink the blood of an unbeliever My sword will drink the blood of an unbeliever My sword will drink the blood of an unbeliever My sword will drink the blood of an unbeliever [Chorus: Shanghai the Messenger (Killah Priest)] Where do we go from here, after the storm is clear? {2X} (Where do we go from here, after that storm is clear? Like nights over Tibet) [Killah Priest] My home is where the psycho reigns Spending long nights and cold days Inside a fibre cake Is it the curse of a bible plague Welcome to the cyber age The air's burning like a microwave The holy land seems miles away I pour out some Alize beneath the skies because the clouds are grey Jackals prowl at graves of the older slaves Reptiles are raised from out the cave they invade The dirt under my nails got a story to tell I wrestle with angels like Michael L, spending nights in Jail, Beneath the Hell's dungeon, where the drunkest tongue kiss We all hunted and unwanted Forgotten city, where the air stays hot and misty I see crack fiends with rotten titties Twist the top off a whisky, each block is risky That's why my shot empty, 'til the cops come and get me I stay in green camouflage, I seen cameras on Mars Already start scanning our cars, world famine at large They got us trapped like Shadrach in Meshach and Abednego I'm looking for the City of Gold I pity the soul that take humans And start branding them like food cans It's like the six points of a hexagram Resembles the sex of man, worn by children in Bethlehem I drop the Tec out my hand, drop to the earth Caressed the sand, yes I understand now I heard a voice say, 'Come hither' I walk while others slither, lead me to my father's river [Chorus to the fade] [Outro: Killah Priest] Where do we go? Beneath the red moon Where do we go from here? After the storm is clear Where the land is desolate We live amongst it Less affectionate Travel at the end of the road Looking for the gold It's like that Truth, honesty, love, peace and happiness |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Intro: Killah Priest, {Killah Priest in background of his intro}]
Your arms too short to box with god... (KP, Iron Shiek, In these times we gotta take one step.. forward. put one foot in front of the other, my brother.. Yo, check this out) {Killah Priest, Hell Razah, Prodigal Sunn, Royal Fam, Dreddy Kruger} [Killah Priest] Early natives related to throwns of David captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships they stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring Sodom they call it Harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom the Earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers our live is, connected to second son of Isaacs, which had a tight grip on the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother the elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer to slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score the same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before they climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors we came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise and watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath.. [Chorus: Hell Razah, (Tekitha)] One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) [Killah Priest] Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles we wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me to the unholy, because my father told me I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly? the president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of Haiti slaughtered babies from the waters of Euphrates maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm and made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes and told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies but in the halls of Farrow the walls are narrow and religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom now free them, lets feed um', feed um'... they took the first book of Jacob to Jamaica promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived we tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry... [Chorus] [Outro: Tekitha] One Step... One, One, Step, Step One, One, Flesh One, One, Step.. One, One, Breath... One.. Step.... One... Step... |
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[Intro: Killah Priest]
Live my life (4X) What happened everybody Every day Some days we didn't even eat Way back in the days This is a story of the ghetto Bed-Stuy, Brownsville Flatbush, Fort Greene Queensbridge, Boogie Down Yo [Killah Priest] Five brothers they were laying in the lobby And one had a shotty Greed made them thirsty for money So he plot with his gat cocked I need a knot, shit is getting hot The others said, "What could we do? It's on you" He stared them down as he passed them the brew "Hmm, maybe you see my view Follow me upstairs on the eighth floor and I will show you the door" "The eighth floor, how is that?" That's where my cousin, is slinging crack? Gram, what y'all niggas is puss? Y'all seem shook, to have niggas ambushed" One other kid said, "You sound like a savage Couple of years ago you spoke mathematics I peeped your ways now you carry automatics And try to give niggas traffic" Peace... [Interlude: Killah Priest] Fuck y'all niggas What's up? Money Life is a stress Gotta eat, fuck that [Killah Priest] He stepped on the elevator "I see y'all crab niggas later" [Do what I gotta do] "Call your cousin and warm him of the setup Before the brother gets wet up" *gunshot* [Niggas caught up] He ran to the payphone Hoping that nobody stayed home He tried to dial but niggas started busting On the corner while them other niggas hustling He jetted back to his projects *automatic gunfire* He heard the sound of a Tec *automatic gunfire* He heard the sound of a Tec! ("Oh shit!") He heard the sound of a Tec! *single blast* He heard the sound of a Tec! *automatic gunfire* He heard the sound of a Tec! *automatic gunfire* He heard the sound of a Tec! He heard the sound of a Tec! *gun blast* [Hell Razah] Life in the science projects Blood money science projects Life in the science projects Right Side Life science projects Fort Greene science projects Park Hill science projects Queensbridge science projects Lefrak science projects Life in the science project Life in the science project Life in the science project Albany science projects Bushwick science projects Stapleton science projects Crime in the science projects Kingsboro science project Bushwick science project Sumner science project B-Boy science projects Saint Nick science projects Webster science projects Polo Grounds science projects White Cross science projects Tompkins science projects Life in the science projects Life in the science projects [movie sample] In the beginning we lived as we could Friendless wanderers that we were We cheated and stole in order to live We knew heat, hunger and cold And slept under the stars Then, as time softened my sorrow I began to put to use the skills I had learned in the school of life and in my father's house |
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[Intro: Hell Razah]
The Sunz of Mansion has been opened up Door's open, yeah, yeah [Hell Razah] It's '97, beware of biochips Our shit hits harder than slave whips like I waited to get tips From Egypt to sea ships To being chased by New York cops out the precincts and words was bricks We building projects and pyramids Evil kid, I destroy your ass like London Bridge Smoke trees of weed, take off the leaves out the twigs Pure truth is what I got to give A lot to live for, you ain't rich before poor It ain't peace without war, how would stand without a floor? Under, over, intoxicated, sober, younger Older get elevated higher than an Empire State elevator As I roll with creators and cremators Stalking through this nature, the Heaven Razah Capacity in your brain's beyond the clouds of rain Seven and a half watt contained Space was my birthplace, meditate in cocoons Now I see snakes in human costumes [Chorus: Father Lord, Killah Priest] Expand your mind, expand your mind Expand your mind, expand your mind In time, in time [60 Second Assassin] Call this the blind man talk, cripple man walk See nor hear nor summon as Lord Dividend verse segment death unseen beings Speak no evil, the all eye seeing Tapping into the worlds region with the proper rhythmic meditation Situation on lives from state to state Rent to pay, state debate, contract dates Cheddar in error, slave mental death to the treasure Washing my robe with the blood of the lamb Constant plan, never straying New York because I rock supreme Berretta black and leather Black bring on the axe spring the ghetto compact Put them on tracks and let's see how they act as the aftermath Increase and accelerate the Sun behind you radiate To burn to ashes, ain't one of the parties you been crashing Bring the beat and I'ma slash it My niggas make sure the doors have been barricaded It's about to sign off, some shit you can read in block spin But make no mistake devil blades penetrate with your smarts Red rum mania reincarnate to another shape Bomb flashes, what can happen, New Jacking Your rapping ain't the Magnum somewhere caught up to half these Niggas even stole the soul of the streets in motion [Chorus w/ variations] [Killah Priest] Walking through the penile glands Like it was an un-foreign land Knowledge is the key to the mind which is a mysterious doorway Through a long dark hallway Use your conscious as a compass to avoid being conquered by nonsense Use your subconscious as a map Once it's time to head back Use your food for thought and leave bread tracks Now we can see with the third eye Swift as your bird fly Using commonsense as a detour Up ahead there lies three doors, for you to see more You might have to meditate to the soft melodies from a keyboard Understanding is your flashlight It reflects the windows to your past life No psychiatrics could raise you from off the mattress As you fall deeper and it's hypnotized You better read my lips 'cause that's the guide Out the hallways of negative which is always competitive Therefore, you must never let it live [Chorus 2X] |
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[Chorus: Killah Priest]
In Hip Hop I'm a professional No questions asked, better check my jewels From '98 to 2G's, I rule Killah Priest 'The Professional' [Killah Priest] I build lyrics like a monument, most dominant I drop bombs with common sense The omnipotent scientist, a perfectionist A lyrical specialist, most affectionate Most merciful towards a fool that thirst for jewels You know the rules My grace be sufficient Holy as a baby christening Pure as the River Goshen Once the words are spoken heavens open Blow the smoke off the graphics rubbed in tablet Kissed the Earth I inhabit Curse the bastards that been grafted Through this madness I rock velour and silk fabrics I rest on the holy Sabbath I have a warrant for all devils laying dormant I arrive to cause torment Dark heavens begins forming Start brainstorming Invite you in my office My face begin a metamorphous I go from gorgeous into a fucking tyrannosaurus Scenery is now prehistoric I'm kicking deadly rhymes with no chorus Lyrics hovers like flying saucers Niggas turn into alcoholics, staring up into orbit Showing all teeth like a walrus Began running through the forest Lyrics coming with deadly forces [Chorus 2X] [Killah Priest] The greatest lyricist known to man or mankind Stage holds a landmine, come and kneel before the shrine Drop a freestyle 'til I'm old and senile Killings have a brother in the P' now I'm a murderer to a lyrical burglar I hit them in the jugular I snuff you, handcuff you, then I smother you I battle rappers by the billions I battle old folks and small children Foreigners and civilians, I take on states and countries I stay hungry, a predator, I bring it to you on the regular I give you static like a cellular with dead batteries Fuck up your head like a cavity [Chorus 2X] [Killah Priest] Killah Priest 'The Professional' Killah Priest 'The Professional' (Y'all better learn) Killah Priest 'The Professional' (King Masada) Killah Priest 'The Professional' (Maccabeez) Killah Priest 'The Professional' Killah Priest 'The Professional' [movie sample] I have spent my life in seeking knowledge And this is all I know I have written this for you my son Wherever you are And for your children And your children's children It's a poor legacy but it's all I have |
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from Killah Priest - Heavy Mental (1998)
[Chorus: Killah Priest]
Love of my life, Wisdom You are the love, of my life You are the love in my life, my life You are the love in my life, in my life You are the love in my life, my life [Killah Priest] With God control, I take a photo of the globe Like the space probe, let the tape roll and boom My ways of life shine purple rays of light Ways that are right take long days and night Then I enter where there's no interfere No sense of care, tense at the prayer Then we exalt like seaters of Lebanese Drop with heaviness, must be Heaven sent Left with evidence, ever since you left Seven prints and the pleasant scent of sweet smells Exhale, I'm as deep as a well Watch Priest prevail by fear, love Lifts all through the air like a dove above the star circuits Where Allah is perfect And lies like an olive tree, woman follow me Through the galaxy, just acknowledge me We'll walk the cavalry across the Sea of Galilee I give you rubies for your beauty You look fine as jewellery I chose the finest your highness I chose the finest your highness [Break over chorus: Killah Priest] You see my instructions are not silver In knowledge forever then choice gold For wisdom is better than rubies And all the things that may be desired are not to be compared to it Our wisdom will dwell with pubics [Killah Priest] You're my one and only, during our holy matrimony Attract my homies, subtract the phoneys What it manifold, make a man explode Love episode, give me rest when I'm old So clear and under vow, plus running wild Caught you as a child, brought you under clouds Never earthquakes when I'm home from work late Never forget your birthday, I love you Damn, your understanding have me hunger like a famine Prepare for landing Aborting the River Jordan like a RZA recording 4th Disciple bring forth the cycle Or a tidal wave, it's like a B.I.B.L.E. page |
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