Killah Priest - Truth lyrics

rate me

My life's a great witness to bitches and physics and mystics

Not to seem superstitious or too religious

Over great vengeance, but it seems like my pains was endless

So called-friends that I befriended

Stabbed me in the back with poisonous fixes

I heard this lady say "It's our pre-born choices we experience"

So what's the decision and what's with the discovered urges?

One without water purges

Body inflames of discomfort

I'm too young for dumb whores but I want more

The battles inside, dust devils of bad luck ghettos

Twirling towards me, impels the pressure of mama's lecture

Coulda made my world end, the toxins were black as coffee

I take medicine for my Medisin

Nothing with ephedrine, deep where the spirits caught me

Turn off ya tv

Turn off ya radio

Turn off ya tv

Turn off ya radio

Turn off everything

Power the crime; I fall seven-thousand times

Haters doubted from behind, angels shouted when I rise

Cause I'm suppose to shine

Those demons that coulda had me, surpassed me

God grabbed me, my darkest moments were approaching

I had to remain focused or wind up with the Jones' or homeless

Or a tombstone with my name inscripted

When bad luck called I spoke in other languages

As painful as it gets, I'm on top of a Topanga cliff

Stretching my arms for angels to lift

Surrounded by the atheist and told me...

"Curse God and die", maybe mama hands me a rope for suicide

And gave me a gun of tongue, said you decide

Tied, hung, fried or crucified

What? Good! Let them all leave

I'll crawl on my knees but now it's all me

I found strength, eternity in the dreams I dreamt

Went to sleep a man, but in the morning a king that lift

The coon effect, sits in the womb of brother fly, caterpillar

The math of Killah, from a stomach, half butterflies

But now I'm back, to hover where I demise

Y'all had me trapped, but now y'all suffer inside

Blow with the dust where my wings flap, step back