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Killah Priest, of Sodom
on a sick canvas
Now I this dead planet
Head bandaged,
God's commandment, feel me

I through the dark rages and won't stop
Til we even, you bleedin', until you stop breathin'
careers a severe beatin' for MCing, it's something
That I don't take lightly, how the fuck you invite me

To a duel, I drool before I break fool, I drag MC's
Beat 'em down to knees
Grab your and squeeze
Til there's no life left, they

Then micless, a crisis
I give a good night's rest
I break they biceps and
and necks, breast area, is the best area

Before I bury ya, I make sure that you
Ever, ever, ever, try shit no more

(Word is bond)

Your ambition, put you in that fucked up
Leave you with your own conviction, was not fiction
Now you in a of non-fiction

Make you beg for mercy, if you ever me
I blow your head off, when I talk, chop off your
And bash head in, you know where this shit is headin'
For a dead-end, stop your
Like Otis Reading, got pants wettin'

Snuck up on you at your
At your honeymoon, that shit
Into doom, your rap cass-ettes
Into your caskets, you goddamn bastards
Lyrics I mastered, rhymes burns like

I'm complete of your entire eye
Debut not told to crawl, so on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the to your lie
Do good to you mind, your question to your

The wing to your fly, bone to your
The Dog, I be the God, the tear to your cry
I in it, cleanse the Earth's
My to birth strong, gave me the eye

The fatal brave to grave, the
From religious cults, half man and half
Tomorrow hopes, based on the
We followed goats, our and hella smoke

breathin' dragons, I rubbed the gold lantern
To the see the future, the crystal ball
The triple walls of fisher wants to the fall

Offence, see the
Often I at the doorstop coughin'
I heard the organ
(Cough)
Saw some men of a white

I saw Bill Clinton, Ronald Reagan, and George
Barefoot, sucking from the titties of a
Upon the altar, six men
Offer they only daughter holy water

I ran for the, camcorders, now I'm with curses
I roam the Earth's surface, purses
to catholic churches, what's the purpose
Religious worship, is

I visit sanctuaries, where the saints were married
But now they buried of Satan's fury, I faced the jury
Held in court, like Christ to a cross
Confront my knowledge, like in front of Pontius Pilate
Days of violent, in a haunted palace
The wants my wallet

I'm complete analyzer of entire eye
Debut not told to crawl, so on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to lie
Do good to you mind, your question to your

The wing to fly, bone to your high
The Dirt Dog, I be the God, the tear to cry
I drop in it, the Earth's
My place to birth strong, me the eye

I'm complete of your entire eye
Debut not told to crawl, so on by
I'm the in your pie, the hair to your lie
Do good to you mind, your to your why?

The wing to your fly, to your high
The Dirt Dog, I be the God, the tear to cry
I drop in it, cleanse the
My place to birth strong, me the eye

If you know, now you know
Killah Priest, now you