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    Killah Priest

    Mystic

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    [Intro: Killah Priest]
    Beyond divine intellect
    Yeah, spotted
    The almighty Priest
    Body, its Priest thats gave body, thirteen
    [Killah Priest]
    Priest the goblin, the yellow, streets be robbin
    Im throbbin, into my head, we move in cobwebs
    You see a large bed filled with holage
    Just do the knowledge, remind them
    Sit down, their palms are red, Im the Mystic
    Black finger nails, blue lipstick
    Who is this? You hear music in the background
    You see backs and hear sounds, your trapped now
    You see wolves and blood hounds
    You the big bear in the hood and still a thug now
    Im turnin the streets into graveyards
    We lay them in cages, the eons left precise in clay jars
    Put em in tombs with mummies, and foreign countries
    Slept under the stars monthly, Im starvin, hungry
    I pray to God on one knee
    Explodin quasars confront me
    In the heavens Im one legend, peace to Genie
    Many Shieks have seen me, many gypsies are misty
    Present from the Pharoahs themselves
    Share their myths in pyramids
    Late wives bein curious, my spirit lives
    Forseen sectors from my ancestors
    Burried beneath the sand treasures
    You should know Ima one legend
    [Chorus: Killah Priest]
    I inherit this jewel, never sit with a fool
    Never eat with no booze, theyll poison ya food
    Who in ya ?, enter the room
    That main body shit rule
    I inherit this jewel, never sit with a fool
    Never eat with no booze, theyll poison ya food
    Who in ya ?, enter the room
    That main body shit rule
    That main body shit rule
    [Killah Priest]
    Turn into King Tut when my ink touch the paper
    I seen images of Asia, had visions of saviours
    In the ghettoes the Devils painting is that of serpant
    Who does he worship, better serve us or turn to dust
    I bug out like Im smokin a bomb
    I seen niggas in coat of arms
    Vikings, Knights, Kings the skys brightenin from lightenin
    Angels give me white wings to fly away
    In Heavens hotter ways, night turns to day
    Back to darkness over the projects
    The Indians fear and clap calm til they bodies dead
    And wings come out their back bone and they flap home
    Crack thrones with Kings slumped bodies over
    Killed by my soldiers Ive told ya
    [Chorus]
    [Outro: Killah Priest]
    Bodies baby, 2002
    Give it to em
    Get away, the gunsll spray
    [ Mystic Lyrics ]
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