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

Priest]
This is madness, niggas up the block, duckin shots
Cop cars swervin, niggas squirtin, the burnin
Hell's season, the returnin
We live like crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher
The fire's burnin, lightnin comin down
Hittin coasts, leavin niggas comatosed
That's why I wear the chrome
And we'll all the omen in the moment of most
in churches with my gun, I'm nervous
the service, ask the pastor, "Where do I worship?"
My is worthless, I done seen 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 coaches
Or loud explosives, return to the hood like the Moses
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 death
The black son in the section
The light protect them from the weapon
is madness...

[Chorus: Killah
This is madness, is madness...

Priest]
Mystic night beneath the cherry moon, we rarely
Peace to the ghetto nation, three million
Guns poppin Satan, feel our feather
Eloheim as we kings
Our fathers pumpin in their blood streams
The novel of Apollo, thug thing
Blood, and cancer inside a dope fiend
My hungry team sellin drugs, Verazine got me buzzed
Ghetto breed felonies, my face the judge
The witness tryin to place his mug, the D.A. to taste his blood
And the lawyers is the employers, showin fake love
The system is 33 and 1 third of a mace and club
While niggas is still and tradin the slugs
firin*}
Who's to I hear cats callin my name
Sayin, "Please, don't in this game!"
We're all in a
It's the ghetto, got me trapped with a ball and a chain
To them crack rocks I swallow, in my vein
Nightmares of bein shot, record in my
My neck and dropped and fall in the flames
Every I wanna roll a Dutch, scared to sober up
I'm like a bird in the cobra's
I'm like a in the cobra's clutch
is enough...

[Killah
You this Proverb baby!

Every day I hear violent screams my window
I see black hurses by limos
On your forehead I see the devil's
3 6's, do the of the witches
And Grand Wizard, can you the blizzard?
I see prophecies unfold was told by the prophets of old
Looked up, I saw the clouds in roll
Back like a scroll
UFO's down to damage the globe
3 rolls, saw the lamb with blood on his
While the beast shove us in
And the government our souls
I'm gettin drunk of a Irish rose
My brain's haunted, roll with pain and torment
A fire Elijah that came with the warnin
Bodies carried at the sound of the organ
Saw the skeleton, the of the Four Horsemen
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 gettin nautious from forces

{*gats firin & siren

to fade w/ unknown singer]

[Outro: Priest]
Sells these to Apocalypse