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[Intro: Priest]
{*dogs

It's time to ride on
A cat Priest, yo

Priest]
They say it like a thief in the night
Some say you see when he breathes on the mic
The legend has it, his neck and his back is
On his are scriptures of psalms
Just a Don with vultures on his shoulder
A pearl gun in his holster under the
One on the chauffer, twisted cobras in front of his
Gun to his side, eyes
Lookin' up at thunderous
The wonders arrive, statues change
Stone eyes open up, pupils me inside
This is the time, the mind of Priest
White wolves leap out the
at the hoves of all the horses
Return like in the hood
And the month now is Black August,

Killah Priest]
Pay or deny me, stood beside me
Try to divide me, while all musify me
Pay or me, stood right beside me
Try to divide me, all y'all musify me

Priest]
Picture me on a black
crows near both arms
Blood drippin' from both
And I'm squirmin' the sore of my wounds are burnin'
from the wombs of virgins
I it all, medical room of surgeons
it all and the capy version
I look down, people spittin' and
Everybody quiet listin' to the
Record Exec's dress Romans
in my side, I'm goin through convulsions
Starin' straight to a jet black
Three times I heard the rooster
I used to know denied me but now use my flow
Used to feel my taste, my eyes the crowd for a familiar face
All bein' persecuted for the music
I'm the works of a Judas
Or does it when I my movement
While crooked lawyers gamble at the of my cross
My leaves to the hoods of New York
I see streaks of lightning, angels with white
me flapping across the skys
They thought I until one of them heard my cries

[Killah
Now I'm back with blood on my hands, on my wings
two sub-machines, duckin' and screams
Two fully loaded magazines M-16's
in the crowd, I empty out and reload
I squeeze low, one knee to the flo'
I'ma get all you
Loadin' up the size of carrots
The kind the CIA on the Arabs
When I'm through won't need any caskets
I'ma y'all for the birds and the maggots
Then strike the matches
Burn up ya corpses, like I'm possessed by forces
Priest the sorceress, then the gather
Then the foul scatter, in the air I can taste the
Y'all didn't I'll be back for vengeance
Well y'all wrong, suffer the consequences
And I with armed defences
Highly trained to break fences in

[Outro: Killah
they wanna musify me man
Just like crucified Christ
But this is music, they me
But like him, if I die
I rise in three
Believe me don't search at the
be in the PJ's hahahaha
me