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[Killah Priest] I spit venom, from the gauge Hey, lift the bad ears, taste the hell flames From the luger, sharpshooters marked Lucifer Packed twin share of bones bones, rock Hair-rab bone Voice like baritone, misty skies King and his queen on his throne Cleanin stones, clean jew-els Sent by Gabriel from the neck of Emman-u-el White pearls, that`s it, in the oyster shell Voice excels, Judas upheld Take videos of my queens pretty toes Gold slippers, no clothes, my wife`s my stripper You go sister, teeth on my zipper After we make love, we read scriptures Then we look at our child`s pictures Priest the livin saga, Masada the beloved
[Chorus x2: Killah Priest] I`m certified rap legend You gotta love it, Beast the way I hug it Streets the way I thug it New shit, Priest exclusive Y`all niggas is slaves to my music Y`all must be buggin
[Killah Priest] Told y`all I was back, yo check this out
I`m like twisted metal with a twisted flow Twisted mental, twisted heylows Chase the pace O, check my stage show Played pool with the nine planets Rack `em in a Bermuda triangle The archangels, God singles Stroked the hark, first one on Noah`s Arc Stayed close to Jehovah`s heart Kicked Street Parables, played the flute Raised a cobra from the barrel, comb my afro Souls from Cairo, a slash between the Genius and a man goin psycho The right flow, make the night glow Hype show, tread water, mics are baptized And if they die, I resurrect from one-two checks Stage your sets, blow attack, who`s next? Check it out
Infact, check it out motherfuckers
[Chorus x4 and various talk]
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