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Текст песни Killah Priest - Movie

Killah Priest - Movie слова песни

[Chorus and 1/2: Killah Priest w/ sample]To the listeners, here`s a movieI write in black and white, or colorIt goes deeper than Warner Bros., or Steven SpielsbergYou can feel the words, I write rhymes you can seeIt`s not just punch lines, it`s a movie, it`s a movie[sample - during chorus: Master Fool]For all the land there`s Earth [Killah Priest]Inside my head, there`s an auditorium, with rows of empty chairsRight above, light bulbs fill the chandeliersRight below, there`s a balcony, that`s where I would beI look again, now there`s crowded seatsAnd an audience surrounding me, the lights go lowAnd out of nowhere, my notepad glowsThen a motion screen show, my paper becomes a movie screenEach word is a character that plays a part in the sceneYou start to see pictures, but it`s only for the listenersWelcome to the theater [Chorus] [Killah Priest]For the admission, all you gotta do is pay attentionMy ushers guide you, to where I`ll be sittingIt`s the intermission, all you gotta do is listenTo get a clear vision, the way I be spittingThe story changes with the rhythmsIt comes at you in 3D, it`s not just a CDIt`s more like DVD (to tape it), I turn radios to TV`sMy pen: the projector, and I`m the directorEach line guides my recta, I turn looseleafs to whole moviesColor show is Rudy, a film written by him, rated KPBring your lady or your babies, sit through the albumTurn up the volume, stare at the speakersTil suddenly your in the bleachersLookin` at the main features, viewing the coming attractionsGuns blastin`, tons of action [Chorus] [Killah Priest]I got love stories that turn goryFrom Mafia hits, to politics, follow my lipsAcknowledge my flicks, once I stopped writing, the room brightensI pick up my pen, then the movie endsI stop the flow, then the curtains closeThe audience stands and leaves the rowsAt the same time, another group comes to see the showI put down my pen, then the movie plays againIt`s the vision, what I`m sayin`, rewind the time in your mindYo, sit back, the seat reclines, you read the creditsA barrage of letters, the ink comes up in cartoonsI`m in a dark room, the words become charactersActors, with leading rolesI talk from the bullhorn, which is the pen I holdCapital letters become buildings filled with childrenOr merry-go-rounds, lights, cameras, action, the stereo soundMy pen`s a wooden puppet, and I`m the ventriliquistI turn listeners to the vision-istsMy hands written in scripts from Gods to gangstasTo painters, to King Tut, what up?To entertainers, it`s all good, when I writeWith this piece of wood, it`s a movie [Chorus]

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