[intro: killah priest, {killah in background of his intro}] Your arms too short to box god... (kp, shiek, In times we gotta take one step.. forward. Put one foot in of the other, my brother.. Yo, check out) priest, hell razah, prodigal sunn, Royal fam, dreddy
priest] Early natives to throwns of david Captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave They stripped us naked, they wives picked they favourite were wasted, in the hands of the hated Driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring They call it harlem, wordly got us at the bottom The earth crisis, and the righteous grab ice picks like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers Our live is, to second son of isaacs, which had a tight grip On the of his brother, revealed to his mother The elders who the younger, words heard in thunder Down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in To your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score The as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors We came the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here Then they us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs Please adapt your ears, add or the years, and form the unwise And the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath..
hell razah, (tekitha)] One step, one flesh, one (your too short to box with god...) One step, one flesh, one (your too short to box with god...) One step, one flesh, one (your arms too to box with god...) One step, one flesh, one (your arms too short to box god...) One step, one flesh, one (your too short to box with god...) One step, one flesh, one (your arms too to box with god...) One step, one flesh, one (your arms too to box with god...) One step, one flesh, one (your too short to box with god...)
[killah Devils morale, they caught us with the gold marbles We wrote novels, now we live in the bottle, before the devil sold me To the unholy, because my told me I lived a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly? The president ordered the navy to hit the borders of haiti babies from the waters of euphrates Maybe they germs that polluted our sperm And us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes And told us certain lies, and each day a dies But in the halls of farrow the are narrow And religion is a prison for the seekers of wisdom Now free them, lets feed um', um'... took the first book of jacob to jamaica Promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an Understand the jewel, to the 50 states Deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is we first arrived We jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...
[outro: One step... One, one, step, One, one, One, one, step.. One, one, breath... One.. step.... One... step...