Luyện nghe bài hát View from Masada

[killah
Get it goin, yeah,
this shit, word is bond
Niggaz got on they mind
Get it out your
You got somethin to
it out
It's that priest
waited for this

Month august, year '70, of my mom's pregnancy
Beginnin of masada's legacy, christ the breath in me
To is my destiny, mind is my weapontry
it be, priest, fly 'mitri's, dashikis
Suck from the fine titties of nefertitti, in teepees
Kings, pharoahs kiss the ring they see me
Is how they me, take trips weekly
by the havens, fed by a raven
Ate the beak of eagles, sat with hebrews
Broke bread with the people
Bit from the of good and evil
Ate this dry whole, swallowed the seeds too
Lived in the land of the and feeble
Some had egos, were peaceful
Smile they greet you
I appear, through the windows
With weirdos, saw widows who with dildos
Nymphos, they legs around satin pillows
Silver robe, the rose
Mexicanos, and negros
Lived the life of passion heros
We live in projects with ghetto dancers
That enchant us, you see us bring yo cameras

Chorus: killah priest

Yo, it's the view from
The saga, priest the
The godfather, the
I write drama, decomposer, noah
They watch us, for hours
Behold the, the

[killah
Yo, we sip wine around golden
mantels, tellin ghost stories
I a toast, as a whole splash of lightning
The is stormy, then it dawned on me
It was a fiend and two hell scorchened shorties
lured me, to my first orgy
Apartment 4d, met a harlet named audrey
She adored me, she me with her beauty
Neck full of jewelry, she a see-through gown
With her eye she me to lay down
she asked me, was I new in town
And with a smile she said she has offerings
day she paid her vow
Let us make love and we worship an owl
This war lady, when she tried to me
Get me in the bed to me
Kisses of her taste like taffy
Plus she wore the scent of
Ask me if that me
Whispers in my ear are blasphemy
She said I my bed with mur, aloes and roses, cinnamon
It's a place for gentlemen, with a youthful I entered in
The sins of men, the lust, the luck of women
cat eyes, her man's a rabbi
Walks a raincoat, top hat, bow tie
And with a cane, puffin his pipe
Saw me the blinds fuckin his wife
I busted her twice, me by my windpipe
out a knife, 'nough said, bloodshed at the end of the night

Chorus

[killah
Yeah,
Got to lay down the law, you
the beloved
Killah priest, worldwide
Yeah, pour the wine and raise glass high into the sky
Yeah, that, haha
Yeah, yeah, we maintainin
Word, fuck all y'all ass other niggaz
Yeah,
Yeah...