Yeah... Give it to me now... Uhh! Yeah... Bring it on..nuh (Yeah) Uhh! Neh...yuh! Give it to me uhh! (Give it to me) Make way for the war path The psychopath on the astro blast Killin' something off I ?breaka had a bat? The improbable on ya way down scream "Geronimo" From Qu'rans it go my mission imposs-eezible Leavin' lyrics in tha hospit-able ?Then it drops 'em? Fuck the bill, tongued, double-edged Slice to kill! ?----------? Chop they heads, ?we pickin' cases at the Feds? On the D/L, what the hell dead ?self-for-delf? Screamin' "Hell" with the angel's death still bodies trail City wants the killas be killas But though, I'm the deaf villain Whose contracts I don't fill-a... Body-bags by the millions But that keeps me illin'? Plus I need a ?---? to cap one off My killa raises ? before the calm--Deadly In arms! Call the Desert Storm and swing a blast of mega-bombs Keep 'em ?sane off the champagne an gat-claps? Man, that's from breakin' through the fatal camp Perimeter, of the angel's death, *nyeh!* That's, the way to leave the lyrics in a total wreck
Verse Two: Shabazz the Disciple
This is a journey, through the halls of Hell! A journey, that'll burn he, and all, who dwell The wicked, are afflicted, condemned, and convicted Imprisoned, in darkness, where men, are heartless Absolving artists, through ya fire and sparklers Drag him down, in the tabernacle by his Adam's apple! And suddenly, the angels, of death will hang you! The power, whippings, by matters, of degrees Calcium absorbed, by evil dead babies! You get rabies, from the bat bites Dirty germs, and scabies, from the rat bites! Your skin, decays, as you choke, and gasp With the fumes, that consume, the poison of the asp! As ya body releases solid liquids and gases Thirsty worms suck the fluid--Ya life flashes! You lay down in the dust, body bubblin' with hot pus He lay naked, and unsacred Blasphemed the Sunz of Man but didn't make it...make it...
Verse Three: Hell Razah
Started off at Jesus' left Nevertheless, death, not restin' in peace, ?sweet leap? Express, across my mental, cut the beef, had it, every week Potential, every day I release bombs, deep like thunder From the bottom, of a well, of an attack of spells since my eyes Opened up in Hell, my mind, think faster And it passes by, but ?one convinced? It makes no sense, cross ya heart, don't hope to die You can climb into the sky, life is only ?high nuclei? in ya mind Lost senator, it takes one to survive There's too many ways different for the world to just stop! ?We lost ya common? The doctor said, "Forgot 'cha brain was in ya head" So I hell-raised and said to reality, "Look inside of me" For the battery, the result, is tragedy Through the minds, of my enemies, my horror, is ? The Devil's lies, are chokin' me Hopefully, I'm gettin' to open the minds, that's supposed to be Died, ?------? As it begins I, to spy?, and I recite a homicidal action What's happenin' is now The future brings the answer A crack fiend--the Devil don't wanna dance So I leveled, God bless me! 'Cuz I ain't gonna wait for YOU to do it Your brain must got a hole the way I just ran through it!
Interlude: Killah Priest
So as, we travel, through, the mists Of the Bible, the renowned, six deadly snakes Look, and they perish, right before us Bring the wicked before me and slay them before my feet...
Verse Four: Prodigal Sunn
I contain the science, to make an angel bleed through his vision More land and places trapped behind the walls of mental prison The limitation a nation of my creation Mass confusion ?babies rollin' dead in isolation? Inhale the pollution, release the chemicals, my psychological Analogy, burns, a hole through reality Eruptin' mad levels, devils committin' sin But who will ?----------------? will we face then in the fuckin' end?!?
Verse Five: Killah Priest
I raise pain, seperation to ya whole frame My mic is changed, when I rap and make ya ?framed? A chief chancellor, when I rap I leave no answers I go into the crypts and give a nigga bone cancer When I deliver, I give 'em shivers You wicked souls, meet your creator, the Darth Vader I send that evil ass back to the incubator Fuck with me...ya better off eatin' pork on the grounds of Mecca The Killah Priest! The lethal rap injecta! I'm full of fury, and anger... Which is my slogan...ya pops shoulda BUST you in the Trojan! You wanna battle? Here's ya teethin' ring, and ya fuckin' rattle And ya horsey and ya saddle...and ya fuckin' pacifier I'm gonna baptize you, then BLAST ya ass to FIRE! You better check my rendezvous, before you have me sittin' on a panel On fuckin' Donahue I'm fuckin' sick! You better check my past life...I'm Killah Priest! You better fuckin' ask Christ! And when I'm finished, ya ass'll be a Jehovah Witness Or Richard Simmons, searchin' for a fuckin' fitness I don't give a fuck if you exercise, do you expect to try? You be the next, to die! The Killah Priest! Hear me testify!
Outro: Killah Priest
The testimony, of the five arch angels The Sixty-Second Assass, the Holy Psychiatrist Hell Razah, Prodigal Sunn, the Killah Priest... And so it is written, the four ran to the four corners of the earth And the fifth ran into the sun, with a book, that read "Your asss is miiiiiine"
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