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Killah Priest, of Sodom
Landed on a sick
Now I roam dead planet
bandaged, insane
Preachin' commandment, feel me

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

To a duel, I drool I break fool, then 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 them a good night's
I break they and triceps
and necks, breast area, is the best area

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

(Word is bond)

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

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

up on you at your wedding
At honeymoon, turn that shit
Into doom, turn your rap
Into your fucking caskets, you goddamn
I mastered, rhymes burns like acid

I'm complete analyzer of 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, question to your why?

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

The fatal to grave, the ceremonies
From religious cults, half man and half
Tomorrow hopes, on the horoscopes
We followed goats, our nose and smoke

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

Offence, see the
I fell at the doorstop coughin'
I the pipe organ
(Cough)
Saw men of a white origin

I saw Bill Clinton, Reagan, and George Bush
Barefoot, sucking from the of a wolf
Upon the altar, six men
Offer they only daughter splashin' water

I ran for the, camcorders, now I'm plagued curses
I the Earth's surface, snatchin' 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, Christ nailed to a cross
Confront my knowledge, like Christ in of Pontius Pilate
Days of violent, in a haunted palace
The government wants my

I'm complete of your entire eye
Debut not to crawl, so walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the 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 to your cry
I drop in it, cleanse the
My place to birth strong, me the eye

I'm complete of your entire eye
Debut not 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 your

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

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