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[Intro: Killah
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It's to ride on y'all
A cat Priest, yo

Priest]
They say it comes like a thief in the
Some say you see fire when he on the mic
The has it, his neck and his back is tattered
On his arms are of psalms
Just picture a Don with on his shoulder
A gun in his holster under the seat
One on the chauffer, cobras in front of his ride
Gun to his side, blunted
Lookin' up at thunderous
The wonders arrive, change position
Stone eyes open up, pupils me inside
This is the time, the mind of Priest
White wolves leap out the
Bite at the of all the horses
Return like in the hood
And the month now is Black August,

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

[Killah
me on a black cross
Black crows near both
Blood drippin' both palms
And I'm squirmin' 'cause the sore of my are burnin'
from the wombs of virgins
I seen it all, medical of surgeons
Read it all and the capy
I look down, people and cursin'
Everybody quiet listin' to the
Record Exec's like Romans
Pierce in my side, I'm goin through
Starin' straight to a jet ocean
Three times I heard the rooster
Cats I used to know me but now use my flow
Used to feel my taste, my eyes the crowd for a familiar face
All bein' persecuted for purchasing the
I'm the works of a Judas
Or does it I hurt my movement
While crooked lawyers gamble at the foot of my
My spirit leaves to the of New York
I see streaks of lightning, angels white wings
me flapping across the skys
They thought I died until one of them heard my

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

[Outro: Priest]
Yeah wanna musify me man
Just like they crucified
But this is music, musified me
But just him, if I die
I in three days
me don't search at the grave
I'll be in the PJ's
me