[Intro: Killah barking*} It's time to ride on A cat Priest, yo
Priest] They say it comes 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 arms are of psalms Just a Don with vultures 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 up at thunderous skys The wonders arrive, statues change Stone open up, pupils follow me inside This is the time, the twisted mind of White leap out the woods Bite at the hoves of all the Return like in the hood And the month now is August, c'mon
Killah Priest] Pay or deny me, stood right me Try to divide me, while all y'all me Pay or deny me, stood beside me Try to divide me, while all musify me
[Killah Picture me on a cross Black crows near arms Blood from both palms And I'm squirmin' 'cause the sore of my are burnin' Tossed from the of virgins I seen it all, medical of surgeons Read it all and the capy I down, people spittin' and cursin' Everybody listin' to the sermon Record dress like Romans Pierce in my side, I'm goin convulsions straight to a jet black ocean Three I heard the rooster crow Cats I used to know denied me but now use my Used to feel my taste, my eyes searched the crowd for a face All bein' persecuted for purchasing the I'm like the works of a Or does it when I my movement crooked lawyers gamble at the foot of my cross My spirit leaves to the hoods of New I see of lightning, angels with white wings me flapping across the skys They thought I died until one of heard my cries
[Killah Now I'm back with on my hands, blood on my wings Clutchin' two sub-machines, and screams Two fully magazines with M-16's in the crowd, I empty out and reload I squeeze low, with one knee to the get all you bastards Loadin' up bullets the size of The kind the CIA on the Arabs When I'm through y'all won't any caskets I'ma leave for the birds and the maggots Then I'ma strike the Burn up ya corpses, it's I'm possessed by forces the sorceress, then the clouds gather Then the foul scatter, in the air I can the warfare Y'all think I'll be back for vengeance y'all wrong, nowl suffer the consequences And I came with defences Highly trained to break fences in
[Outro: Killah Yeah they wanna me man like they crucified Christ But is music, they musified me But just him, if I die I rise in three Believe me don't at the grave be in the PJ's hahahaha me