Luyện nghe bài hát Excalibur

[Killah
That's it, war
Priesthood,
(Mother Earth was pregnant from thing
Your in lock it, I have 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 off, and I don't get none
Thought y'all wasn't hear from me again,
That's right baby, Killah Priest, Priesthood, Stone

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

Priest]
It's Priest standin' in his greatness, favorite
I rock the like King David, my Queens bath it
I walk past, they start
Each arm, a thousand bracelets, it, I'm the greatest

women drunk from the royal fragrance
I rock the latest in fashion, my jewelry
In other countries, they can hear my
When they blastin', I heard they sound like clappin'

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

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

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

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

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

For birthday, I gave 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 me it, it's mine
Seek your own rhyme, it's on, your own rhymes, come on!

[Killah
I lay rappers down, the mac or the pound
Pop 'em, stretch 'em out with they 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 close by, the Most High
Or he's a Catcher, the Indian myth, pick one
Semi or fifth, shell get hit, ladies 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, fellas get ya hit like Hot
Killah Priest, the Stone, or High Priest, I pop three
Leave rappers in memory, the be me
Priesthood, A.K.A. Body, yo

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