[Intro: Killah barking*} It's time to on y'all A cat Priest, yo
[Killah say it comes like a thief in the night Some say you see fire he breathes on the mic The has it, his neck and his back is tattered On his arms are scriptures of Just a Don with vultures on his shoulder A pearl gun in his under the seat One on the chauffer, twisted in front of his ride Gun to his side, blunted Lookin' up at thunderous The wonders arrive, change position Stone eyes up, pupils follow me inside This is the time, the twisted mind of White wolves out the woods Bite at the of all the horses Return Christ in the hood And the month now is August, c'mon
[Chorus: Priest] Pay or me, stood right beside me Try to divide me, while all musify me Pay or deny me, right beside me Try to me, while all y'all musify me
[Killah me on a black cross Black near both arms Blood drippin' from both And I'm squirmin' 'cause the sore of my are burnin' Tossed the wombs of virgins I it all, medical room of surgeons Read it all and the capy I look down, people and cursin' Everybody quiet to the sermon Record Exec's dress like in my side, I'm goin through convulsions Starin' to a jet black ocean Three times I heard the crow I used to know denied me but now use my flow Used to feel my taste, my eyes searched the crowd for a familiar All persecuted for purchasing the music I'm like the works of a Or does it when I my movement While crooked gamble at the foot of my cross My leaves to the hoods of New York I see streaks of lightning, angels with white Above me across the skys They I died until one of them heard my cries
[Killah Now I'm back blood on my hands, blood on my wings Clutchin' two sub-machines, duckin' and Two fully magazines with M-16's in the crowd, I empty out and reload I low, with one knee to the flo' get all you bastards Loadin' up bullets the size of The the CIA find on the Arabs When I'm through won't need any caskets leave y'all for the birds and the maggots Then I'ma strike the Burn up ya corpses, it's like I'm by forces the sorceress, then the clouds gather Then the scatter, in the air I can taste the warfare didn't think I'll be back for vengeance Well y'all wrong, nowl the consequences And I came with armed Highly to break your fences in
[Outro: Priest] Yeah wanna musify me man Just like crucified Christ But is music, they musified me But like him, if I die I rise in three me don't search at the grave I'll be in the hahahaha me