Killah Priest

Intro: child and killah priest
[child] one two, one two
[killah priest] no doubt
[child] the microphones on...
[killah priest] cross my heart, hope to die
[child] Ive been waiting along time for this
[killah priest] here we go killah priest, 97, 98....
[killah priest]
Its the byzantine king, supreme, all kneel kiss the ring
Into a ilohean, I blow steam from the families of the mackabees
Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty, make them suffer
The capacity of tragedy, hold the crowd down like gravity
Back the fuck off, stop grabbing me, hands off me, niggas start to bore me
Im getting sleepy, I need some coffee, me and my wu-bandits
We carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage, like some mummies
You fucking dummies, you cant take nothing from me
Its the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album hesitated
Scream the name out killah priest, I leave the blood spilling in the street
Im from the dark hills of brownsville, the seven shields on windmills
Across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics
I speak in arithmics, so they can never get it, Im too scientific
Lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, theifs and killers
Tigers, gorillas, faces like godzilla
We stomp rappers and smile like a calm-della, we got iller
Cross my heart both hope to die, we multiply, by the hundred
Fuckin by the thousand, see me outside your show browsin
Beatin up your soundman
Playa haters and players, we give um cold stares
Any last prayers...
[inspectah deck]
Yo, yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause casualities