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, only my true will feel it
Though I'm not you now, let's connect in our spirit
Cut out the lights, to my ghost in the dark
Let's share our pain, my niggas me close to your heart
So the devil thought he broke us apart, nah, we lick through the
Through the ink I write in each bar
Show the as we share our most inner thoughts
'cause I God listened once sin is taught
Beginners walk through my hood and I you my struggle
Then we walk through your and you show me your hustle
Plus those marks on your wrists, it's the cops had cuffed you
Hard luck too? 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,
Like pyramids too mysterious for the human to explain
on!

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

[Killah
When will they profit? The game is where I loose my
How many options did I have before I choose this
see, what did spark it? Fuck school and hoes
Live in the projects, rocked the newest clothes
It's psychologic, it seems foolish though
my pockets, only love for jewels and dough
Catastrophic, the walls came in
On all sides, the expose the gem
A war cry was the I was holding in
A poor dopest as the golden pen
Called wise, among the chosen men
The lost tribe, my words were in
Each line like words I was sewing
I sit divine, my hold the globe with a grip
I spit, shows I rip, that's showmanship
Tell the from the robes I fit
A blackness covered the from a lunar eclipse
A leads to a tomb beneath the sands of Egypt
Candles are lit, and the keys to the are hit
There's the phantom, the stands at the cliff
Aztec Indians my sanscript
Puffing pipes, Priest gets deep when he writes
Bars are mystic, like Horror-glyphics
I made it hard for critics to follow my
on!

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