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* vocals

Killah Priest]
Up and
Didn't I say niggas gotta ready for more?
Father forgive us for we know not we do
Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you say to that
Now you gonna do about it? What you gonna do
it man?
{*police sirens*} it any day!

[Killah
This is madness, niggas up the block, duckin shots
Cop swervin, niggas squirtin, the ghetto's burnin
season, the soul's returnin
We live crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher learnin
The fire's burnin, lightnin comin down
both coasts, leavin niggas comatosed
That's why I wear the chrome
And all meet the omen in the moment of most
Runnin in churches with my gun, I'm
the service, ask the pastor, "Where do I worship?"
My life is worthless, I done seen so many and murders
The enemy a knife in Curtis
I wake up in cold sweat, my Tec, I'm hopeless
All my pullin on roaches of foul coaches
Or loud explosives, return to the hood like the child
A in a basket, my gat spit
Till the palbearers the casket
And it, the end of the chapter
The beginnin of the one
The resurrection, imperfection, after come
The son in the ghetto section
The light protect them the iron weapon
is madness...

[Chorus: Priest]
is madness, this is madness...

[Killah
Mystic beneath the cherry moon, we rarely move
to the ghetto nation, three million population
Guns Satan, feel our feather wings
Eloheim as we bury
Our pumpin garbage in their blood streams
The novel of Apollo, every thug
Blood, money and cancer inside a dope
My team sellin drugs, Verazine got me feelin buzzed
Ghetto felonies, my niggas face the judge
The tryin to place his mug, the D.A. tryin to taste his blood
And the is the court employers, showin fake love
The court system is 33 and 1 third of a and club
While is still beefin and tradin the slugs
{*gat
to blame? I hear cats callin my name
Sayin, "Please, don't fall in game!"
all in a gang
It's like the ghetto, got me trapped with a and a chain
To them rocks I swallow, absorbed in my vein
Nightmares of bein shot, record in my
My neck and soul and fall in the flames
Every night I wanna roll a Dutch, to sober up
I'm like a bird in the clutch
I'm like a bird in the cobra's
is enough...

[Killah
You bought this baby!

Every day I violent screams outside my window
I see black hurses followed by
On your forehead I see the devil's
3 6's, do the arithmic of the
And Grand Wizard, can you withstand the
I see prophecies unfold was told by the prophets of old
up, I saw the clouds in Heaven roll
Back like a gigantic
UFO's came to damage the globe
3 rolls, saw the with blood on his robe
While the shove us in stoves
And the government our souls
I'm gettin drunk of a Irish rose
My brain's haunted, with much pain and torment
A fire like Elijah came with the warnin
Bodies bein at the sound of the organ
Saw the skeleton, the rider of the Four
out my dick, chop off my foreskin
Take the blood and down my four sins
On the side of Satan's coffin, I see corpses
I start to nautious from demonic forces

{*gats firin & sounds*}

[Chorus to fade w/ unknown

[Outro: Priest]
Sells drugs to Apocalypse