Killah Priest, King of on a sick canvas Now I roam this planet bandaged, insane Preachin' commandment, feel me
I move the dark rages and won't stop Til we even, until you bleedin', you stop breathin' careers a severe beatin' for MCing, it's something That I don't lightly, how the fuck you ever invite me
To a duel, I drool before I fool, then I drag MC's 'em down to they knees Grab your and squeeze Til there's no life left, they
micless, what a crisis I give them a good rest I break biceps and triceps Thighs and necks, breast area, is the 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 fucked up condition Leave you your own conviction, shit was not fiction Now you in a state of
Make you beg for mercy, if you approach 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, your sweatin' Like Otis Reading, got your pants
Snuck up on you at wedding At honeymoon, turn that shit Into doom, turn rap cass-ettes Into your fucking caskets, you goddamn I mastered, rhymes burns like acid
I'm analyzer of your entire eye not told to crawl, so walk on by I'm the in your pie, the hair to your lie Do to you mind, your question 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
The brave to grave, the ceremonies religious cults, half man and half goat Tomorrow hopes, based on the We goats, our nose and hella smoke
Fire breathin' dragons, I the gold lantern To the see the future, through the crystal The triple walls of wants to miss the fall
Offence, see the Often I fell at the coughin' I heard the organ (Cough) Saw some men of a origin
I saw Clinton, Ronald Reagan, and George Bush Barefoot, sucking from the titties of a Upon the altar, six men they only daughter splashin' holy water
I ran for the, camcorders, now I'm plagued curses I roam the Earth's surface, purses Allergic to catholic churches, the purpose worship, is worthless
I visit ancient sanctuaries, where the were married But now they buried 'cause of Satan's fury, I faced the Held in court, like nailed to a cross Confront my knowledge, like Christ in front of Pontius Days of violent, standing in a palace The government wants my
I'm analyzer of your entire eye not told to crawl, so walk on by I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to lie Do to you mind, your question to your why?
The wing to your fly, bone to your The Dirt Dog, I be the God, the to your cry I drop in it, the Earth's My to birth strong, gave me the eye
I'm complete of your entire eye not told to crawl, so walk on by I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to lie Do good to you mind, your question to why?
The wing to fly, bone to your high The Dirt Dog, I be the God, the to your cry I drop in it, cleanse the My to birth strong, gave me the eye
If you know, now you know Killah Priest, now you