Killah Priest Lyrics
Killah Priest Lyrics
"Maccabean Revolt Lyrics"
Take Me Back Then Lyrics
Nothing's wrong I'm just wastin' All the time that I've tasted Take me back on a time trip Won't you take me back then Why don't you take me Nothing's wrong I'm just wasted I'm the one who's tastin' All the time that I'm faced with
Nothing's wrong I'm just wastin' All the time that I've tasted Take me back on a time trip Won't you take me back then Why don't you take me Nothing's wrong I'm just wasted I'm the one who's tastin' All the time that I'm faced with
[Daddy Rose]
Hasmonian Dynasty, Maccabean Revolt
Come down on you, Masada arose the beloved
Daddy Rose, Prodigal Sunn, Masada the eagle scholar
Back to P stone nation, Red Dawn to the death, nigga
Violins play, Rose petals fly in the wind
Mans bargaining with fallen angels but he dies in his sin
The world is in chaos, many try to pretend
I stop smoking weed now I get high off my pen
Grandma? alcoholic she might die off the gin
Devil smirks I grab a gun and blow off his grin
I spend my days inhaling in the sun rays
Thirsty youth in my hood just escape the gun blaze
No more church on Sundays, just wake on Mondays
He didn? value his life now six feet my son lay?
I study chi-kung cultivate my energy and become
the cosmic light of the slums
Better Than This Lyrics
Now here's the deal honey It ain't about the car crib or the money Life could be oh so gravy If you'd try to understand baby Now we may get mad at each other but The thing is don't stay mad forever coz You've been with me through stormy weather and Us two together like birds of a feather when We fly so high One body, soul and mind You pick me up when im coming do
I heal the mind reveal how many slugs in your nineNow here's the deal honey It ain't about the car crib or the money Life could be oh so gravy If you'd try to understand baby Now we may get mad at each other but The thing is don't stay mad forever coz You've been with me through stormy weather and Us two together like birds of a feather when We fly so high One body, soul and mind You pick me up when im coming do
Dark clouds cover my soul, but my thuggin? divine
Black love, white glove black doves
Egyptian Queens fine wine? and back rubs
Black thugs
[Chorus x1.5: Killah Priest]
Black P stone, Maccabean Revolt
Sunz of the Rose, to this world folds, guns will blow
[Killah Priest]
Project hallways fulled with broke niggaz
Broken bottles of malt liquor, and coke sniffs
ERS, dope dealers and drug users with crack lighters
We thought we made it, but somewhere shit backfired
"Ds" pointing GATs at tires, read the history on the black Messiah
Judges burning niggaz and scorching their souls
When I walk I come across the fork in the road
Next to the black hawk on the pole
Hear the voice of the cr
Star/Pointro Lyrics
[40 seconds of instrumental to start] [Black Thought] Get 'em up high - okay, yeah [Chorus] Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift 'em up high, okay [Black Thought] When that adrenaline get in they system It get 'em out on a quest for stardom, could
ow, when the wind blows[40 seconds of instrumental to start] [Black Thought] Get 'em up high - okay, yeah [Chorus] Go all-star, and get down for yours To the ladies in the house, be proud of yours You got the, Roots crew with the sound of course High, lift 'em up high, okay [Black Thought] When that adrenaline get in they system It get 'em out on a quest for stardom, could
it gives me goose bumps and makes me tremble
Project temples with shattered windows
Street renaissance, thugs released on prison bonds
Become icons in gold chains and tote iron
Heart of the lion, hear the harps of Zion
Honey lips to sour words from bitter tongues
We live in slums, niggaz pull the triggers on their guns
>From day to night, the grave sight
Where snakes appear shed fake tears
Ghetto, seeds born with gray hair
Trying to escape from here it might take years
Priest modern day Shakespeare
[Chorus x2]
[Sauldin]
I cut the world off from within the pain in my pen
Got me written scribe did my feather in blood
Niggaz fuckin up so I remain cold inside
>From the pain but I still strive
>From m
You Go To My Head Lyrics
Haven Gillespie/J.Fred Coots You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning 'round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my head Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The thrill of the thought That you might give a thought t
y brothers slain in the streetHaven Gillespie/J.Fred Coots You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning 'round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne You go to my head Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two The thrill of the thought That you might give a thought t
Ordain in the ghetto and hang
Bang with the finest, steppin out of caskets
or line us up kill for the kindness
The dimmest broads turn states evidence on small times
I use smoke L? like chimineys, search for the remedy
Till my pain friendly fire let the devil in me
Every minute feels like infiniti
Time I trapped in it like enemy fire in the city
of hope surrounded by dead energy, fallen Elohim who beam rocks
to bitches who sip Henney on the rocks
Who would kill me for pennies
That? why wherever my gun points black crows follow my hollow point
Thee unconscious acts of the soul
Harness trapped in my conscious no parole
No control over the soul
Inward fight to fight for control of my soul
[Chorus x4]