Luyện nghe bài hát Excalibur

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

Priest, Proverbs,
Y'all cats think I was just gonna come off, and I don't get
Thought wasn't hear from me again, right?
That's right baby, Killah Priest, Priesthood, Stone

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

Priest]
It's Priest 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, face it, I'm the

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

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

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

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

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

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

For your birthday, I gave y'all own pen
To with, beware of vipers, and snakes and biters
I taught about the depths of words and dark sentences
Now y'all don't 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 down, with the mac or the pound
Pop 'em, stretch 'em out they backs to the ground
Leave 'em lost in the woods, gotta find them with
My five'll turn a nigga from fatigues to bow-ties, no lie

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

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

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