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[Intro: Priest]
Up and
Didn't I say niggas gotta come ready for
forgive us for we know not what we do
Ain't nuttin here, ain't nuttin you gotta say to
Now what you gonna do it? What you gonna do
it man?
{*police Bring it any day!

Priest]
This is madness, niggas runnin up the block, duckin
Cop cars swervin, niggas squirtin, the ghetto's
Hell's season, the soul's
We live like crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher
The fire's burnin, lightnin bolts comin
Hittin both coasts, leavin comatosed
why I wear the chrome close
And we'll all 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 so many nights and murders
The stuck a knife in Curtis
I wake up in cold sweat, grab my Tec, I'm
All my homies pullin on roaches of foul
Or explosives, return to the hood like the child Moses
A in a basket, my gat spit
Till the close the casket
And it, the end of the chapter
The beginnin of the one
The resurrection, imperfection, death come
The black son in the ghetto
The light protect them from the weapon
is madness...

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

[Killah
night beneath the cherry moon, we rarely move
Peace to the ghetto nation, three population
poppin Satan, feel our feather wings
Eloheim as we kings
Our fathers pumpin garbage in their blood
The novel of Apollo, every thing
Blood, money and cancer a dope fiend
My team sellin drugs, Verazine got me feelin buzzed
Ghetto felonies, my niggas face the judge
The witness tryin to his mug, the D.A. tryin to taste his blood
And the lawyers is the court employers, showin love
The court system is 33 and 1 third of a and club
While niggas is beefin and tradin the slugs
{*gat
Who's to blame? I hear cats my name
Sayin, "Please, don't fall in game!"
We're all in a
It's like the ghetto, got me trapped with a ball and a
To them crack I swallow, absorbed in my vein
of bein shot, record in my brain
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 cobra's
I'm like a bird in the clutch
is enough...

[Killah
You this Proverb baby!

Every day I hear violent screams my window
I see black followed by limos
On your forehead I see the symbol
3 6's, do the of the witches
And Grand Wizard, can you the blizzard?
I see prophecies that was told by the prophets of old
up, I saw the clouds in Heaven roll
Back like a scroll
came down to damage the globe
3 rolls, saw the with blood on his robe
While the beast us in stoves
And the swallow our souls
I'm gettin of a wild Irish rose
My brain's haunted, with much pain and torment
A fire like Elijah that with the warnin
Bodies bein carried at the sound of the
Saw the skeleton, the of the Four Horsemen
Pull out my dick, off my foreskin
Take the blood and down my four sins
On the of Satan's coffin, I see angel's corpses
I start to gettin nautious from forces

{*gats & siren sounds*}

to fade w/ unknown singer]

[Outro: Priest]
Sells these to Apocalypse