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

Priest]
A dark December eve my mother conceive a
Some sorta rare breed believed to be of gods
With royal blood flowing her jeans
would come to her in her dreams
The child you bare is a
He's the
chair
Also wear the rings
Till I em a pair of wings
In January she off bats
The fbi firing gats even (lion) attaks
Running from wolf packs the woods black
Never back
A bit her on the leg
But she that
February till june four months of gloom
2 more before their doom
They try to a child inside my mothers womb
She withstand the hurricanes and reading scriptures
Earthquakes my birth date I was given
Even the first born children
It was chillen
July came
But that wasn't me it was my
God you
He took the first you was special
it was august
She something enormous in her organs

2x : Killah Priest]
My beginning and the ending while the world is
with strange women the devil grinning
But I gottta keep my above water
Molded without the martyr august and I'm the author

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

2x]

[Killah
I was born 40 its stormed hell spawned
I latched onto my mothers
my name my pen became somewhat of a chain
A beard grew intuition me a clear view
My hair white
like snoop dogs
I seen boots in the fog
Skeletons and army
Dead friends warn me dreams like Ebonezier Scrooge
I shall lead the schools show them secrets of the ancient
Studies language chapters pages
Black