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 chest
You got to say?
it out
It's priest shit
I've waited for

Month august, '70, endin of my mom's pregnancy
of masada's legacy, christ blew the breath in me
To rule is my destiny, mind is my
it be, priest, fly 'mitri's, dashikis
Suck the fine titties of nefertitti, slept in teepees
Kings, pharoahs kiss the when they see me
Is how they greet me, take weekly
by the havens, fed by a raven
Ate from the beak of eagles, sat with
bread with the holy people
Bit the tree of good and evil
Ate this dry whole, swallowed the seeds too
in the land of the strong and feeble
Some had egos, were peaceful
Smile they greet you
I appear, appeared through the
With weirdos, saw widows who with dildos
Nymphos, they legs around satin pillows
robe, holdin the rose
Mexicanos, latin and
the life of thug passion heros
We live in projects with ghetto belly
That us, when you see us bring yo cameras

Chorus: priest {2x}

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

priest]
Yo, we sip wine around candles
mantels, tellin ghost stories
I propose a toast, as a whole of lightning
The is stormy, then it dawned on me
It was a dope and two hell scorchened shorties
lured me, to my first orgy
Apartment 4d, met a fine harlet named
She me, she seduced me with her beauty
Neck full of jewelry, she wore a gown
With her eye she forced me to lay
Then she me, was I new in town
And with a she said she has peace offerings
day she paid her vow
Let us make and afterwards we worship an owl
This war lady, she tried to play me
Get me in the bed to me
of her lips taste like taffy
Plus she wore the scent of
Ask me if attracts me
in my ear are pure blasphemy
She said I decked my bed with mur, aloes and roses,
It's a place for gentlemen, with a look I entered in
The of men, the devil's 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 her twice, grabbed me by my windpipe
Pulled out a knife, said, bloodshed at the end of the night

{2x}

[killah
Yeah,
Got to lay the law, you know?
Masada the
Killah priest, worldwide
Yeah, pour the wine and raise your glass high the sky
Yeah, that, haha
Yeah, yeah, we maintainin
Word, fuck all y'all fake ass other
Yeah,
Yeah...