[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