Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Priesthood

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

I the realest, only my true niggas will feel it
Though I'm not with you now, let's in our spirit
Cut out the lights, talk to my in the dark
Let's share our pain, my niggas bring me close to heart
So the devil thought he broke us apart, nah, we through the stars
Through the ink that I write in bar
Show the soul as we share our most thoughts
I heard God listened once sin is taught
Beginners walk through my hood and I you my struggle
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, all of the gangs
No between us, you and I is the same
As we on a higher plain,
pyramids too mysterious for the human mind to explain
on!

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

[Killah
When will they profit? The game is where I my soul
How options did I have before I choose this roll?
Let's see, what did spark it? Fuck and hoes
Live in the projects, never rocked the newest
psychologic, somehow it seems foolish though
From my pockets, only for jewels and dough
Catastrophic, the walls came in
On all sides, the pressure the gem
A war cry was the I was holding in
A poor scribe as the golden pen
Called wise, blessed among the men
The tribe, my words were woven in
Each line like I was sewing with
I sit divine, my palm hold the globe a grip
Flows I spit, shows I rip, showmanship
Tell the maid the robes I fit
A blackness the moon from a lunar eclipse
A passage leads to a tomb beneath the sands of
Candles are lit, and the to the pianos are hit
There's the phantom, the mummy at the cliff
Aztec Indians my sanscript
Puffing peace pipes, Priest gets deep when he
Bars are mystic, written like
I it hard for critics to follow my lyrics
on!

x2

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