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* vocals

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

Priest]
This is madness, niggas runnin up the block, shots
Cop cars swervin, squirtin, the ghetto's burnin
Hell's season, the returnin
We like crows and a hermit, searchin for a higher learnin
The fire's burnin, lightnin comin down
Hittin coasts, leavin niggas comatosed
That's why I wear the close
And we'll all meet the omen in the of most
Runnin in churches my gun, I'm nervous
the service, ask the pastor, "Where do I worship?"
My life is worthless, I done seen so many and murders
The enemy stuck a in Curtis
I up in cold sweat, grab my Tec, I'm hopeless
All my pullin on roaches of foul coaches
Or loud explosives, to the hood like the child Moses
A bastard in a basket, my gat
Till the palbearers the casket
And that's it, the end of the
The beginnin of the one
The resurrection, imperfection, after death
The son in the ghetto section
The protect them from the iron weapon
is madness...

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

[Killah
Mystic beneath the cherry moon, we rarely move
to the ghetto nation, three million population
Guns poppin Satan, our feather wings
Eloheim as we bury
Our fathers pumpin garbage in their blood
The novel of Apollo, thug thing
Blood, and cancer inside a dope fiend
My hungry team sellin drugs, got me feelin buzzed
Ghetto breed felonies, my niggas face the
The witness tryin to place his mug, the D.A. tryin to his blood
And the lawyers is the court employers, showin fake
The court system is 33 and 1 of a mace 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!"
all in a gang
It's like the ghetto, got me trapped a ball and a chain
To them rocks I swallow, absorbed in my vein
Nightmares of bein shot, record in my
My neck and soul dropped and fall in the
Every night I wanna a Dutch, scared to sober up
I'm like a bird in the cobra's
I'm like a bird in the cobra's
is enough...

[Killah
You this Proverb baby!

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

{*gats & siren sounds*}

[Chorus to fade w/ singer]

Killah Priest]
Sells drugs to Apocalypse