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[Intro: Killah Priest]It`s too militant, it`s too militantAiyo, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo[Killah Priest]Aiyo, we night breathe, move through the night at light speedWith Timb`s on, baggy denims and white teesWe rest inside our tents, with Mr. LightlyThe right trees turn my eyes to ChineseThen speak like Israelite, become ChristA crown of thorns placed on my head and gun fightsEscape through the night, for holdin` my sons tightChased by shadows, runnin` towards the lightsRelatin` to pharaohs, I speak from peace pipesEach night, then you burn all friends of `droGivin` praises due, abundance of doughHeld by the ebony prince, heavenly setDown to the streets where we plan our revoltAmongst strangers, and clouds of weed smokeAddicts and heartless that love to deep throatI sit amongst goons, gangsta, ex-felonsEx-cons, addicts discussin` our rebellionOn the phone with reverends, holdin` up my weaponsWaitin` for the beast to set off Armageddon[Chorus 2X: Killah Priest & Kurupt]It`s too militant, throw your gats upNigga, wanna act up, nigga get clapped up, whatIt`s too militant, throw your fists highLet that catch a whip ride, nigga, we split five, why[Killah Priest]It`s too militant..I shoot through trench coats, don`t trust kin folksKeep my friends close, so I can watch `emThrough hard laughter, never know what he`s plottin`Hunger, then he slipped his hands in your pocketsClip your wallets, it`s nothin` personal, it`s just projectsWatchin` a videotape of Christopher WallaceFootage exposed, bullet holes in the side of his jeepWe hold it in, `til we collide with policeRide for 2Pac, and all the soldiers every been shotThough they body rot, they spirit rest inside of my penEach of `em tune in, I write the Blueprints that`s StillmaticBuild with Arabs, my mic can heal the massesOr feel the caskets, I studied the books of Iron OctopusLadies ride the hook, niggaz spit the versesA pit of serpents, stand and curved in a s shapeThen I make your death dateI`m hell spawned, drawn near the Hell`s gateThe Indian lady warned me an old man, with pale faceShe said "Fork tongue make painful kissesAnd Priest, when you talk, all the angels listen"[Chorus 2X][Outro: Killah Priest]It`s too militant..

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