Killah Priest, King of Landed on a canvas Now I this dead planet Head bandaged, Preachin' God's commandment, me
I move through the dark rages and won't Til we even, until you bleedin', until you stop Givin' careers a severe beatin' for MCing, it's That I don't take lightly, how the you ever invite me
To a duel, I drool before I fool, then I drag MC's Beat 'em to they knees your necks and squeeze Til there's no left, they lifeless
micless, what a crisis I them a good night's rest I break they biceps and and necks, breast area, is the best area
Before I bury ya, I sure that you never 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 of non-fiction
you beg for mercy, if you ever approach me I your head off, when I talk, chop off your arms And bash your head in, you where this shit is headin' For a dead-end, your sweatin' Like Reading, got your pants wettin'
up on you at your wedding At your honeymoon, turn that Into doom, turn your rap Into your caskets, you goddamn bastards Lyrics I mastered, rhymes like acid
I'm complete analyzer of your 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, bone to 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 religious cults, half man and half goat Tomorrow hopes, on the horoscopes We followed goats, our nose and smoke
breathin' dragons, I rubbed the gold lantern To the see the future, the crystal ball The triple of fisher wants to miss the fall
Offence, see the Often I fell at the coughin' I the pipe organ (Cough) Saw some men of a white
I saw Bill Clinton, Ronald Reagan, and George Barefoot, sucking from the titties of a the brazen altar, six men Offer only daughter splashin' holy water
I ran for the, camcorders, now I'm plagued with I roam the Earth's surface, snatchin' Allergic to catholic churches, what's the Religious worship, is
I ancient sanctuaries, where the saints were married But now they 'cause of Satan's fury, I faced the jury Held in court, like Christ nailed to a Confront my knowledge, like Christ in front of Pontius Days of violent, in a haunted palace The government wants my
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 good to you mind, question to your why?
The wing to your fly, bone to 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
I'm complete analyzer of entire eye Debut not to crawl, so walk on by I'm the in your pie, the hair to your lie Do good to you mind, question to your why?
The to your fly, bone to your high The Dirt Dog, I be the God, the to your cry I in it, cleanse the Earth's My place to strong, gave me the eye
If you know, now you know Killah Priest, now you