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[Featuring: SoulStice] |
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[Intro: Killah Priest] |
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Uh.. Black August |
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Good Morning America |
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It's Killah Priest back at ya |
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I'm feelin' good tonight, uh-huh |
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Priesthood, Big U in the house, SoulStice |
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We gon' do this, stay focused |
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Yeah, I feel it, uh-huh |
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Yeah.. yeah, yo, yo |
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[Killah Priest] |
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The mouth and tongue of Malcolm |
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Tellin' my publicist, **** this government |
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Go 'head and make my album, this is the judgment |
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Vacate the island, billions will start wildin' |
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The feelin' of violence will have trillions in silence |
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Or watchin' the news, Arabs against Jews |
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They bombin' the schools, political fools |
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Liberal move, is all confused, gun users |
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Instead of peace talk, **** this world |
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I ride for Z. York, pass the heat off |
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I blast at Farahkhan to overthrow Babylon |
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**** this world, that's why we carry on |
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By the Email Fidel, tell him meet me on the D.L. |
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No longer a free world, think of shank or Verra' |
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This be the days of terror.. SoulStice |
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[SoulStice] |
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Oh *****t, amazin' grace, how sweet the sound |
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Savin' slaves, another body found |
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Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep |
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We make heat instead of peace |
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Struggle to heat, and breathe |
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On *****ek metal swords before we eat |
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To teach, shake my head in di****elief |
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41 shots, a young brotha deceased |
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Gunned down by police, is there no justice, no peace? |
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So **** the police, listen, I walk with P. |
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Ignorance leakes like back streets of sickness |
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Or disease, and our weakness, we bleed |
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Deceive to believe in this modern Eden, we thieve |
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Conceive through this belly, we beasts |
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Ninety thieves stalk woods for Priest |
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Leave out this laws of Camenites |
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We strive to rise like height |
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But through hate we over-weigh our fate |
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And fall like meteorite, to spread the self-sacrifice |
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Instill like these parasites, in drug bites |
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Prescribe a mind of 360 degree fahrenheit |
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In the dark like midnight, these words I recite |
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I once was blind but now I.. |
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[Killah Priest] |
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See the light.. |
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Freedom fights in prison, sprung from religion |
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Taught by elders, the system failed us, no one to help us |
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Priest is, withstanding Priestess, but stand on thrones judgin' Egypt |
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Peep the eclipse, the shadows cover the moon |
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The Devils govern the fools, they stubborn as Jews |
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Pearls before swine, I quiz them, they need more time |
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Seek the wisdom, free your mind |
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From the cobras, it's Priest and SoulStice |
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We came to teach the culture |
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We can stand the heat like vultures |
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Open ya wings, the soul of a King |
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Song of a Queen, dawned with the wings |
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Bow and kiss 'em, if he's a fraud than strip 'im |
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From all this badness, greet him with daggers |
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We more than rappers, we the masters |
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[SoulStice] |
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Even after.. World War 3, the war of intelligence |
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The court, self-defence is common sense |
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Third corridors and drug stores |
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Immensely spokes and leave scars of no evidence |
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Dense minds outlined in chalk, the refined walk |
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Can rise again like ****s, a ressurection at box |
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Religious, intervenous, take my name in vain |
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Clinically insane, hold secrets |
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Mentally slain for their repentance by the government |
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Hold the third commandment, who's the man sent? |
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Modern Lazurus, hands wake the nation |
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[Killah Priest] |
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It's revelations, I'm takin' medication, my head is achin' |
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I've been by a weapon since the 11th |
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Stars and stripes vs. a star and crescent |
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God's blessin', be a soldier, I gotta speak out on Oprah |
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I'm Under Siege, I grab my gun and fatigues |
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Plead my woman and seeds, hundreds shall bleed |
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I speak blunted from **** |
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Do y'all really want peace or y'all wanna see war? |
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Crates of candles on crates of C4 |
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Why they rich and why we poor? |
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If he Jacob do that make him Esaw? |
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Is Colin Powell really Bush as Igor? |
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Why did terrorist attack the entire Eastern seaboard? |
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Who taught the men to kill theyselves? |
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They're received Allah's rewards, we need to read more |
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Priest, I rap with razor blades on the side of each jaw |
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In the millenium, war against Palestinians |
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A century is done, plenty of guns |
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Plenty of bombs, many shall come |
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And my name, a homeless man ridin' a train |
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Day and night, leavin' my head with migraines |
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It's the atomic age, we either smokin' chronic or sage |
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The blood of Jesus, Decepti-concept |
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Martin Luther King had a dream |
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Gun shots create a smokescreen |
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We throw on concrete, I wear a bandana like the Panthers |
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Back to court with my handgun |
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[Hook x2: Both] |
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It's real as the masonic seal on a dollar bill |
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Conspiracy theories that got Kennedy killed |
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Or the secret governments, Blood and Crip |
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Worldwide, look at the future through your third eye |
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GoodBye.. |
