Luyện nghe bài hát Excalibur

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

Priest, Proverbs,
Y'all cats I was just gonna come off, and I don't get none
y'all wasn't hear from me again, right?
That's baby, Killah Priest, Priesthood, Priest Stone

Know what I Priesthood, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, this is Priest, yo, Killah Priest, Stone, Priesthood
Back for good, know what I mean? Thought wasn't gonna hear from me again
Now I gotta on everybody (family) everybody battlin'
Battlin' in the street, whatever, check 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, start wavin'
Each arm, a thousand bracelets, it, I'm the greatest

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

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

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

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

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

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

For your birthday, I gave your own pen
To with, beware of vipers, and snakes and biters
I taught y'all about the depths of and dark sentences
Now don't remember shit, but try to mimic it

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

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

Put a nigga close by, the Most
Or he's a Catcher, the Indian myth, pick one
Semi or fifth, your get hit, ladies spell my shit
A-D-D, I-see-T, I-V-E, lick your lips, try me

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

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