Luyện nghe bài hát Excalibur

[Killah
That's it, war
Priesthood,
(Mother Earth was pregnant third thing
in lock with it, I have tasted
the of the man, I was no up in this
But I I had to rise above it all
Or in all shit)

Priest, Proverbs,
Y'all cats think I was just gonna come off, and I get none
Thought y'all hear from me again, right?
That's baby, Killah Priest, Priesthood, Priest Stone

what I mean? Priesthood, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, this is Priest, yo, Killah Priest, Stone, Priesthood
Back for good, know what I mean? y'all wasn't gonna hear from me again
Now I gotta scream on everybody (family) battlin'
in the street, whatever, check this out, yo

[Killah
It's standin' in his greatness, God's favorite
I rock the like King David, my Queens bath it
I walk past, they wavin'
Each arm, a bracelets, face it, I'm the greatest

Made women drunk from the fragrance
I rock the in fashion, my jewelry flashin'
In other countries, they can my magnums
When they blastin', I heard they like thunder clappin'

Hit you in your stomach, watch you gaggin'
Who gives a if you're platinum?
If you're lyin' in a wooden
For good, now Hood...

Yo, every knee shall bow, tongue shall confess
lie down while I'm clutchin' my tech
on, the Priest, the Prophet, the King, the God
The sun, you see him quickly I'm poppin' my gun
on...

[Killah
Thou shall fear me, only as thou'se been
Feel me, yours, Priest, now industry tried to kill me
Before sat at tables, like the at The Last Supper
Amongst nine rap lovers, three crack hustlers, gats covered

my last words, in the Proverbs, observe me
If you're worthy, I 'member your ass
When y'all was wet and cold, I cover with robes
Gave y'all flows, when y'all y'all soul

I gave flesh, covered y'all bones
Breathed in you, sat in thrones
Now y'all betrayed me, I raised from babies
To y'all were men

For your birthday, I y'all your own pen
To write with, of vipers, and snakes and biters
I taught y'all about the depths of and dark sentences
Now y'all remember shit, but try to mimic it

When I see my crown, just give me it, it's
Seek own rhyme, it's on, seek your own rhymes, come on!

[Killah
I lay rappers down, with the mac or the
Pop 'em, stretch 'em out with backs to the ground
Leave 'em lost in the woods, gotta find them hounds
My four five'll turn a nigga fatigues to bow-ties, no lie

Put a nigga close by, the High
Or a Dream Catcher, the Indian myth, pick one
Semi or fifth, your shell get hit, spell my shit
A-D-D, I-see-T, I-V-E, your lips, come try me

Contestants, 'em up to I.V.
In hospital, I pop pistols, fellas get ya hit Hot Nikkels
Killah Priest, the Stone, or High Priest, I pop three
rappers in memory, the winner be me
Priesthood, A.K.A. Body, yo

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