Luyện nghe bài hát Royal Priesthood

[Killah
Ugh, music
Ugh, ugh, ugh, Priesthood, uh huh, Royal
In my time, ya know, my time, through a lot of things
Yo, yo, yo

I write the realest, only my true niggas will it
Though I'm not with you now, let's connect in our
Cut out the lights, talk to my ghost in the
Let's share our pain, my niggas bring me close to your
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 inner
I heard God listened once sin is taught
Beginners through my hood and I show you my struggle
Then we walk through your hood and you show me your
Plus those on your wrists, it's where the cops had cuffed you
luck too? Well me too, screaming peoples
Let's make a truce, unify 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 mind to
on!

[Chorus x2: Priest]
All praise is due to man, woman and
To the that stand at the top of the Nile
Let everything that have in it, give praise
To all my homies in the struggle, get

Priest]
When will profit? The game is where I loose my soul
How options did I have before I choose this roll?
Let's see, what did spark it? Fuck school and
Live in the projects, rocked the newest clothes
It's psychologic, somehow it seems 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 breath I was in
A poor scribe dopest as the 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 hold the globe with a grip
I spit, shows I rip, that's showmanship
Tell the maid from the I fit
A blackness covered the moon from a eclipse
A passage leads to a tomb beneath the sands of
are lit, and the keys to the pianos are hit
There's the phantom, the mummy stands at the
Indians studying my sanscript
Puffing peace pipes, gets deep when he writes
Bars are mystic, written like
I made it for critics to follow my lyrics
on!

x2

[Outro: Priest]
Uh huh, Feel it, the troubles 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, Sunz of Man, yeah the thing yeah