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[Intro : Priest]
I just zone out I'm Writing
Yo

Priest]
The is lit
given like an Indian gift
Passed around in a
'til the bitches need pullin'
Put out the
Blow out clouds of
Now's the
who's the to talk crazy?
You cough, maybe the weed is still in your
You beat ya 'til that feelin' will come
You high, viewin' a cipher behind your own

stupid shit, but to others you wise
Me, on the other hand I
a little spot to myself
'til I I'm alone
to angels with black wings, silver halos
Build with Gabriel the
I'm Hugh Hefner, long robes
in a show, women with pretty toes
the ho's
Then I turn romantic, in sanscript
I put on my that I see inside my pen
is When I'm Writing

[Hook x2 : Killah
I'm Writing
Flows go me right into my pen
When I'm
the artist within
When I'm
I'm in tune the Solomon books
I'm Writing
It's more than just a song and a

Priest]
My a crayon
with books, displayin' chaos
The black seyance, with the ink pores
Age explorin' where the mind caves are
A riches being dug a keys graveyard
the inscription written on Egyptian clay jar
I write like I'm doing time
Listen, when I hit the pen I start doing the
I got the flow behind each bar
And if I get too
You can throw me in the box of ya car, it's not far
My pen's an airbrush, thrown ya favorite sweater
My notebook's leather, I write a feather
My pages like a Renaissance painting
Visions of St. John's conquerin'
All made my imagination
Priest, Lord, the Bishop of Vikings
When I'm

x2]

[Killah
The way I write, it's like a painting
I put on
and brush my ink pen across the
at the projects
'til I see somethin', write about it
My a canvas, filled with anthems
And words from the panthers
to crack scramblers, to crack
to gat handlers, to in handcuffs
life
I lock myself in a room and I
Rhymes I could do a
When relaxed
and I'm in my right
I sit still for like a monk
'til Buddha me and grant me
with the that I want
I want a with clairvoyants
I for the enjoyment, my mind voyages
Ever since the day that man
Scrapin' chalk on candy walls
From the Age of neanderthals
I've been