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Текст песни Killah Priest - Musifixtion

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[Intro: Killah Priest]{*dogs barking*}PriesthoodIt`s time to ride on y`allA cat named Priest, yo[Killah Priest]They say it comes like a thief in the nightSome say you see fire when he breathes on the micThe legend has it, his neck and his back is tatteredOn his arms are scriptures of psalmsJust picture a Don with vultures on his shoulderA pearl gun in his holster under the seatOne on the chauffer, twisted cobras in front of his rideGun to his side, blunted eyesLookin` up at thunderous skysThe wonders arrive, statues change positionStone eyes open up, pupils follow me insideThis is the time, the twisted mind of PriestWhite wolves leap out the woodsBite at the hoves of all the horsesReturn like Christ in the hoodAnd the month now is Black August, c`mon[Chorus: Killah Priest]Pay or deny me, stood right beside meTry to divide me, while all y`all musify mePay or deny me, stood right beside meTry to divide me, while all y`all musify me[Killah Priest]Picture me on a black crossBlack crows near both armsBlood drippin` from both palmsAnd I`m squirmin` cuz the sore of my wounds are burnin`Tossed from the wombs of virginsI seen it all, medical room of surgeonsRead it all and the capy versionI look down, people spittin` and cursin`Everybody quiet listin` to the sermonRecord Exec`s dress like RomansPierce in my side, I`m goin through convulsionsStarin` straight to a jet black oceanThree times I heard the rooster crowCats I used to know denied me but now use my flowUsed to feel my taste, my eyes searched the crowd for a familiar faceAll bein` persecuted for purchasing the musicI`m like the works of a JudasOr does it when I hurt my movementWhile crooked lawyers gamble at the foot of my crossMy spirit leaves to the hoods of New YorkI see streaks of lightning, angels with white wingsAbove me flapping across the skysThey thought I died until one of them heard my cries[Chorus][Killah Priest]Now I`m back with blood on my hands, blood on my wingsClutchin` two sub-machines, duckin` and screamsTwo fully loaded magazines with M-16`sClappin` in the crowd, I empty out and reloadI squeeze low, with one knee to the flo`I`ma get all you bastardsLoadin` up bullets the size of carrotsThe kind the CIA find on the ArabsWhen I`m through y`all won`t need any casketsI`ma leave y`all for the birds and the maggotsThen I`ma strike the matchesBurn up ya corpses, it`s like I`m possessed by forcesPriest the sorceress, then the clouds gatherThen the foul scatter, in the air I can taste the warfareY`all didn`t think I`ll be back for vengeanceWell y`all wrong, nowl suffer the consequencesAnd I came with armed defencesHighly trained to break your fences inChorus[Outro: Killah Priest]Yeah they wanna musify me manJust like they crucified ChristBut this is music, they musified meBut just like him, if I dieI rise in three daysBelieve me don`t search at the graveI`ll be in the PJ`s hahahahaFollow me

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