Текст песни Killah Priest - When I`m Writing/Excalibur 12", слова песни Killah Priest

Текст песни Killah Priest - When I`m Writing/Excalibur 12"

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[Intro: Killah Priest (sample)]That`s it, it`s warPriesthood, Priest(Mother Earth was pregnant from third thingYour in lock with it, I have tastedthe maggots of the man, I was no up in thisBut I knew I had to rise above it allOr drown in all shit)Priest, Proverbs, hahahaYa`ll cats think I was just gonna come off, and I don`t get noneThought ya`ll wasn`t hear from me again, right?That`s right baby, Killah Priest, Priesthood, Priest StoneKnowhatimean? Priesthood, yeah, uhYeah, yeah, this is Priest, yo, Killah Priest, Priest Stone, PriesthoodBack for good, knowhatimean? Thought ya`ll wasn`t gonna hear from me againNow I gotta scream on everybody (family) everybody battlin`Battlin` in the street, whatever, check this out, yo[Killah Priest]It`s Priest standin` in his greatness, God`s favoriteI rock the Star like King David, my Queens bath itI walk past, they start wavin`Each arm, a thousand bracelets, face it, I`m the greatestMade women drunk from the royal fragranceI rock the latest in fashion, my jewelry flashin`In other countries, they can hear my magnumsWhen they blastin`, I heard they sound like thunder clappin`Hit you in your stomach, watch you start gaggin`Who gives a fuck if you`re platinum?If you`re lyin` in a wooden casketFor good, now that`s Hood...[Chorus: Killah Priest]Yo, every knee shall bow, every tongue shall confessEnemies lie down while I`m clutchin` my techIt`s on, the Priest, the Prophet, the King, the GodThe sun, you see him quickly when I`m poppin` my gunIt`s on...[Killah Priest]Thou shall fear me, only as thou`se been guiltyFeel me, sincerely yours, Priest, now industry tried to kill meBefore sat at tables, like the Savior at The Last SupperAmongst nine rap lovers, three crack hustlers, with gats coveredPeep my last words, in the Proverbs, observe meIf you`re worthy, I `member your ass showWhen ya`ll was wet and cold, I cover ya`ll with robesGave ya`ll flows, when ya`ll give ya`ll soulI gave ya`ll flesh, covered ya`ll bonesBreathed in you, sat ya`ll in thronesNow ya`ll betrayed me, I raised thee from babiesTo ya`ll were grown menFor your birthday, I gave ya`ll your own penTo write with, beware of vipers, and snakes and bitersI taught ya`ll about the depths of words and dark sentencesNow ya`ll don`t remember shit, but try to mimic itWhen I see my crown, just give me it, it`s mineSeek your own rhyme, it`s on, seek your own rhymes, come on![Chorus][Killah Priest]I lay rappers down, with the mac or the poundPop `em, stretch `em out with they backs to the groundLeave `em lost in the woods, gotta find them with houndsMy four five`ll turn a nigga from fatigues to bow-ties, no liePut a nigga close by, the Most HighOr he`s a Dream Catcher, the Indian myth, pick oneSemi or fifth, your shell get hit, ladies spell my shitA-D-D, I-C-T, I-V-E, lick your lips, come try meContestants, hook `em up to I.V.In hospital, I pop pistols, fellas get ya hit like Hot NikkelsKillah Priest, the Priest Stone, or High Priest, I pop threeLeave rappers in memory, the winner be mePriesthood, A.K.A. Body, yo[Chorus 2X]

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When I`m Writing/Excalibur 12"

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