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[Intro : Priest]
Yeah, August, Priesthood
Wanna know how I got
How it all to be?
My beginning?, yo

[Killah
A dark December eve my conceive a species
Some sorta rare breed believed to be of gods
With royal flowing thru her jeans
would come to her in her dreams
The child you bare is a
He's the
Magnificent
Also shall wear the
Till I give em a pair of
In she fought off bats
The fbi firing even lying (lion) attaks
Running from wolf packs the woods black
look back
A bit her on the leg
But she took
From February till four months of gloom
2 more months before their
They try to consume a inside my mothers womb
She withstand the and twisters reading scriptures
Earthquakes till my birth date I was
Even slay the first born
It was bone
July came
But that me it was my nephew
God you
He took the cause you was special
Then it was
She something enormous in her organs

[Chorus 2x : Priest]
My and the ending while the world is spinning
Menage's with strange women the grinning
But I gottta my head above water
Molded without the black august and I'm the author

Priest]
They knew the time and the date of my
Doctors and preachers bibles
Philosophers stood
The sky
Inhaling old wailing
Windows
Wind curtains across my head forming a turban
Do not disturb him a stranger
Standing at the side of my bed placed a upon my head
My were black pearls staring at the map of the world
Born to conquer the angel handed me my armor
Killed in my honor revealed to me I should wander
Until for take over
reigns been great but now its over
Now I lounge in castles surrounded by statues
A pool of jewels old kings swimming thru and rings
A joyous time so

2x]

[Killah
I was 40 nights its stormed hell spawned
I latched onto my arms
Writing my my pen became somewhat of a chain
A beard grew given me a clear view
My hair turning
Perm like dogs
I black boots in the fog
Skeletons and army
Dead warn me thru dreams like Ebonezier Scrooge
I shall lead the schools them secrets of the ancient masters
Studies language chapters after
August