[Killah Priest] Y'all niggas thought that I quit the game? Thought you seen the Stonehenge tomb stone Inscript my name; thought you saw all of the Ice
[Killah Priest:] From apartments to porches From park bench to corners From lobbies to alley's There's warrants a warrin' Warnin' for flags and dress
for all human life [Hook:] Make way the High Priest enters the Holy of Holies The Month of Tishri, The Day of Judgment This is my covenant [Killah Priest
(feat. G/ciples) [Killah Priest:] Alone in the desert, in the zone with the chrome weapon Eyes shut, back, touchin' kiss the Stonehenge's Think of myself
Bed-Stuy [Hook:] Priest-Priest-Priest DJ Woool Priest-Priest-Priest DJ Woool Priest-Priest-Priest DJ Woool Priest-Priest-Priest DJ Woool [Killah Priest
with the same luck Lemme get some of that aimed at ya puff The new cup of brown now ain't tough My big homie Tank said watch me call his bluff [Killah Priest
[Killah Priest:] 300 blunted scriptures of Hitler's Mixture, Holocaust thoughts 500 bareback slave masters whippin' niggas Pickin' cotton, Bin Laden
[Killah Priest:] I reminisce as street kings in six-story castle projects Addidas outfit, name ringin' thru the complex Fur garments with Africa around
Killah Man} Try to stand where I stood {It's Killah Man} Y'all fake but neva understand {It's Killah Man} [Killah Priest:] Rappers I frightened 'em,
[Killah Priest:] I only love me, listen to myself being me Egotistical but praise myself for being original I sit in my own glory, create my own worlds
[Killah Priest:] The gangsters I know place guns on tables While they're eatin' their cereal Don't you know that's dangerous? They're quick to bang shit
[Intro:] Stop playing man, fo'real man What about that rhyme Killah Priest... I told you son, there was never a Killah Priest There was never 'A View
bird chirp, the police chrome heat blow your dome piece Cars with the phone seat, the tales from the lone Priest [Killah Priest:] God bonds the prince
[Killah Priest:] We tried channelin' the spirits The killers and dealers and niggas And go see the essence of the ghetto The Devil's hell flows over
's Priesthood the frozen lord delivers the death [Hook: x3] In my Sanskrit This is my manuscript Killah rhymes are hand written Then placed on canvas [Killah Priest
to 'em while he cuttin' of their arms [Hook:] He's the Killah [on repeat] [Killah Priest:] Murder is the color of death The artist's the Killah He
[Killah Priest:] They drank, they danced, they partied to radio songs Made videos with their corny raps like nothin' was wrong They sang their hooks,
[Killah Priest:] Six million barrels of Egyptian gold 24, 000 kegs of the lost world's most precious stones Glue from a goo, from out the center of the
