Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Priesthood

[Killah
Ugh, Emperor's
Ugh, ugh, ugh, Priesthood, uh huh, Emperor
In my time, ya know, my time, went through a lot of
Yo, yo, yo

I write the realest, my true niggas will feel it
I'm not with you now, let's connect in our spirit
Cut out the lights, talk to my ghost in the
Let's our pain, my niggas bring me close to your heart
So the devil thought he broke us apart, nah, we lick the stars
Through the ink that I in each bar
the soul as we share our most inner thoughts
'cause I heard God listened once sin is
Beginners walk through my hood and I show you my
we walk through your hood and you show me your hustle
Plus those marks on your wrists, it's where the had cuffed you
luck too? Well me too, screaming peoples
Let's make a peace truce, unify all of the
No quarrels between us, you and I is the
As we on a higher plain,
Like pyramids too for the human mind to explain
on!

[Chorus x2: Killah
All praise is due to man, and child
To the monuments stand at the top of the Nile
Let everything that have in it, give praise
To all my in the struggle, get paid

Priest]
When will they profit? The is where I loose my soul
How many options did I have I choose this roll?
Let's see, what did it? Fuck school and hoes
Live in the projects, never the newest clothes
It's psychologic, somehow it seems foolish
From my pockets, only for jewels and dough
Catastrophic, the walls closing in
On all sides, the pressure the gem
A war cry was the breath I was in
A scribe dopest as the golden pen
Called wise, blessed the chosen men
The lost tribe, my were woven in
Each line words I was sewing with
I sit divine, my palm hold the with a grip
Flows I spit, shows I rip, that's
Tell the maid the robes I fit
A blackness the moon from a lunar eclipse
A passage to a tomb beneath the sands of Egypt
Candles are lit, and the keys to the are hit
There's the phantom, the mummy at the cliff
Indians studying my sanscript
Puffing peace pipes, gets deep when he writes
Bars are mystic, like Horror-glyphics
I it hard for critics to follow my lyrics
on!

x2

[Outro: Priest]
Uh huh, it, where's the troubles at?
Royal priesthood, Emperor's
Anybody try to break us up, man, they get the of King Tut
forever, ugh, yeah, uh huh, yeah, uh huh
Maccabees, Sunz of Man, yeah the whole yeah