Killah Priest

Killah Priest - Musifixtion lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Priesthood

It's time to ride on y'all

A cat named Priest, yo

(Verse)

They say it comes like a thief in the night

Some say you see fire when he breathes in the mic

But legend has it, his neck and his back is tatted

On his arms are scriptures of psalms

Just vision a Don with vultures on his shoulda

A pearl gun in his holster under the seat

One on the chauffeur, twisted cobras in front of his ride

Gun to his side, blunted eyes, lookin' up at thunderous skies

The wonders arrive, statues change position

Stone eyes open up, pupils follow me inside

This is the time, the twisted mind of priest

White wolves leap out the woods

Bite at the hooves of all the horses

Return like Christ in the hood

And the month now is Black August, c'mon

(Hook)

They all denied me (pain...y'all really wanna get guns)

Stood right beside me (pick one, which one)

Tried to divide me (if y'all really wanna go for it)

While y'all all musify me (holla back and let a nigga know)

They all denied me (pain...y'all really wanna get guns)

Stood right beside me (pick one, which one)

Tried to divide me (if y'all really wanna go for it)

While all y'all musify me?! (holla back and let a nigga know)

(Verse)

Picture me on a black cross, black crows near both arms

Blood drippin' from both palms and I'm squirmin' cause the sore

My wounds are burnin', tossed from the wombs of virgins

I seen it all, medical room of surgeons

Read it all in the KP version

I look down, people spittin' and cursin'

Everybody, quiet! Listen to the sermon!

Record execs dress like Romans

Pierce in my side, I'm goin' thru convulsions

Starrin' straight to a jet black ocean

Three times I heard the rooster crow

Cats I used to know denied me but now use my flow (aha)

Used to feel my taste, my eyes searched the crowd for a familiar face

All bein' persecuted for purchasing the music (aha)

I'm like the works of a Judas

All it does is wanna hurt my movement

While crooked lawyers gamble at the foot of my cross

My spirit leaves to the hoods of New York

I see streaks of lightning, angels with white wings

Above me flappin' across the skies

They thought I died until one of 'em heard my cries

(Hook)

They all denied me (pain...y'all really wanna get guns)

Stood right beside me (pick one, which one)

Tried to divide me (if y'all really wanna go for it)

While y'all all musify me (holla back and let a nigga know)

They all denied me (pain...y'all really wanna get guns)

Stood right beside me (pick one, which one)

Tried to divide me (if y'all really wanna go for it)

While all y'all musify me?! (holla back and let a nigga know)

(Verse)

Now I'm back with blood on my hands, blood on my wings

Clutchin' two sub-machines, duckin' and screams

Two fully loaded magazines with M-16's

Clappin' in the crowd, I empty out and reload

I squeeze low, with one knee to the floor

I'mma get all you bastards

Loadin' up bullets the size of carrots

The kind the CIA find on the Arabs

When I'm thru y'all, you won't need any caskets

I'mma leave y'all for the birds and the maggots

Then I'mma strike the matches, burn up ya corpses

It's like I'm possessed by forces

Priest the sorceress, then the clouds gather

Then the foul scatter, in the air I can taste the warfare

Y'all didn't think I'll be back for vengeance?!

Well y'all wrong, now suffer the consequences

And I came with armed defenses, highly trained to break your fences

(Hook)

They all denied me (pain...y'all really wanna get guns)

Stood right beside me (pick one, which one)

Tried to divide me (if y'all really wanna go for it)

While y'all all musify me (holla back and let a nigga know)

They all denied me (pain...y'all really wanna get guns)

Stood right beside me (pick one, which one)

Tried to divide me (if y'all really wanna go for it)

While all y'all musify me?! (holla back and let a nigga know)

(Outro)

Yeah, they wanna musify me, man

Just like they crucified Christ

But this is music, they musified me

But just like him, if I die

I rise in three days

Believe me, don't search at the grave

I'll be in the PJ's hahahaha

Follow me!

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