[Intro: Killah Good evening ladies and to +Priesthood+ If you purchased album from a store Or you got a from a friend You to witness one of hip hop's greatest secrets That the record tried to hide Due to lack of promotion and intentions Priest was to take his album underground And now he will no suffer Reviewing this album, you gotta ask why Look at song, and I'mma let you decide He is one of the greatest MC's, ever to roam planet
Priest] Father me, it's the Henny or Remi Or maybe it's the many of fame, this world in me When I was just a child, I was Til I saw your in the cloud, I was picked from the hood I was in the myst of a crowd, when wasn't good Til I heard your voice out loud, then I it good Doctors wouldn't tell me, the teachers would often me And for a child, that shit, just wasn't healthy When the hadn't dealt me, never planned to help me But now I'm a man, I understand what's wealthy It's not about how much tuition you got in bank But it's bout how much ammunition that I got in my Yeah, yeah, now y'all scarred 'cause I'm revolution What ya rather see me by a fuckin execution If probably go to bed, 'cause it's less confusion All your see in yo head, is my But I'm comin back, and this time I'm And fuck Law+, 'cause I'm bustin my gat And I'm wanted by y'all, and my know that 'cause once they fire, my shoot back And straight up on real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya dues Fuck the B.A.'s, nigga suck a dick And all ya backstab, I'm not fuckin wit Aiyo fuck collars, I'd rather cock the revolver And ya momma cryin, while ya sister's watchin them dollars I'm one of the best, next to 'Face and Jay, Nas, 'Pac and You can say or Masada, fasada, motherfucker, +Blackball Me+
Killah Priest] +Blackball Me+, ya +Blackball Me+ +Blackball Me+, motherfucker, Me+
[Killah So, fuck critics, I ain't got no religious ya thought, ya act suspicious, but ya get it So wit it, plus nothin of y'all, ever been in my shoes Ya probably, play wit a doll, I payin my dues the type of shit that darkens my heart Where was y'all when Marcus got shot? was y'all when the guns sparked up my block? Where was when my sister, was coppin those rocks? Where was y'all when fell in my arms? I had to drag him out the buildin, when niggas was gone Where was y'all that nigga, put a gun to my chest? Pulled the trigger, but no fuckin was left What ya figure, that my life was filled wit Ya wrong, I you for real and not the fake stories Ya can get mad and +Blackball Me+,
Killah Priest] Me+ (5X) +Blackball Me+ niggas, Me+ Ya know ya bad motherfuckers, +Blackball Me+, Me+ +Blackball Me+, Me+ I come back, motherfucker It's time, Now you left me to judge, fuckin Monkey judge, fuckin wit a prison 'cause at the end see you redemption that, why tell the truth to Allah... Me+ motherfuckers...
[Movie people feel haunted By what they call evidence of forces in the world They see genocide, senseless violence, And they demons, or the Devil himself They believe that demonic spirits can actually possess a body And that only of exorcism Can the possessed from the darkest regions of the unexplained