Intro: Cappadonna This is the bread of life man The bread of life Cus I'm gonna feed all of y'all I'm gonna feed all of y'all with intelligent lifespans man I'm gonna give y'all vocubulary veggies Word up and make y'all understand that Now is the time to come amongst this nation And end all devilishment
2nd Intro: Cappadonna You don't really want god in your life You don't really want god in your life
Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x3
Verse 1: Neonek Pour my wars out basins My gates is filled with live grazes Live and die for the king Escaping hells faces Forces with chariots armed Dark horses God will make God ????? and face loses Seven months to bury the dead The lord said Make a feast for the birds and bees to eat flesh Shouldn't turn the man you are Consume you in your darkness Bloodbaths sealed with fire the lords wrath Man fainted Now they see the glory God painted Heavens army made a statement on your anti-Christ arrangement Swinging the sword against God And every mountain Unleash a vile plague on all you heathens who be doubting Lined up Split you in half and grind up I lined up split you in half and grind up Enemies are the most high dined hired up When your times up The lord made his mind up Everlasting torment for all you snakes who played foremen
Verse 2: Cappadonna I got pains in my stomach I just need to eat I can't take it no more it's like life in the street Got my hands shaking Stressed out for cess This rap is like coke My mother can't rest Times is hard GATS in the projects Niggas got jealous since my LP Made life better Now y'all hate me Putting my life down for G-O-D I rock this Only love can top this Laced in clean spirits Now I'm spotless Pulling out nots Now I make hits Throw jewels at you Reap the benefits Laid back love eat my tuna fish Like that y'all My God'll slap y'all Devils in the place Angels'll trap y'all
Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x3
Verse 3: Killah Priest As the full moon follow my passage Enter my tomb now strike the matches Light up the room Open my caskets Theres my Mummy Covered in maggotts Say the words bring me back like Lazarus Came to pass like the old lady who read my tarrots My GAT spit Still I shed the tears of a saint My hearts passion Painting pictures that's mad graphic After my words are said My paper burns up in ashes All my thugs surround me like Christ at the last supper Cold winds beat upon the window shutters We break bread 8 Fed's came in and bust us They rush us They took me I screamed to my dog The Sun Of Man must suffer They kill me Another one will rise from the gutter motherfuckers
Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life(You don't really want God in your life) Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x2
Verse 4: Cappadonna We always in the struggle Making those Wu-Banga's We hang like hangers It's the essence of hip-hop Live in the present Write rhymes or Hasson'll never test this Eighties fundamental God is essential Rents due plus the greatest lesson is don't owe Pray with the flow and cruise through the avenue Blacked down like some of the Jews do Guns kill so do a missle All praise due May the father be with you A child need milk These needles are specially built to open your mind Now is the time oh Lord place your hands upon us It's the meat by selling bricks To building cocaine weak People don't speak where it's rats and 'roaches Cats and dogs Cops roll like Bozz Hogg In the jungle Where every black man is Tarzan We are gathered here today In the name of this rap We coming in peace So nobody have to get clapped
Hook: Cappadonna The bread of life Drop jewels and take flight In this royal army I'm gonna stand and fight x7
Outro: Cappadonna You don't really want God in your life The bread of life You don't really want God in your life
[Intro: Killah Priest] Killah Priest, King Masada Landed on this sick canvas Now I'm roaming this dead planet with head bandaged Insane, preaching God's commandment, feel me
[Killah Priest] I move through the dark regions and won't stop 'til we even Until you bleeding, until you stop breathing Giving careers a severe beating for emceeing It's something that I don't take lightly How the fuck you ever invite me to a duel I drool before I break fool Then I drag emcees, beat them down to their knees Grab your necks and squeeze 'Til there's no life left, they lifeless Then mic-less, what a crisis I give them a good night's rest I break their biceps and triceps, thighs and necks Breast area is the best area, before I bury you I make sure that you never ever, ever, ever try that shit no more Know what I'm saying? (Word is bond!) Your ambition put you in that fucked up condition Leave you with your own conviction, shit was non-fiction Now you in a state of non-fixing Make you beg for mercy if you ever approach me I blow your head off when I talk Chop off your arms and bash your head in You know where this shit is heading For a dead-end, stop your sweating Like Otis Redding, got your pants wetting Snuck up on you at your wedding, at your honeymoon Turn that shit into doom Turn your rap cassettes into your fucking caskets You goddamn bastards Lyrics I mastered, rhymes burns like acid
[Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] I'm complete analyzer of your entire eye Debut not told to crawl, so walk on by I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie Your good to your bye, your question to your why? Your wing to your fly, bone to your high The Dirt Dog, I be the god, the tear to your cry I drop in and cleanse the Earth My place to burst strong, gave me the eye
[Hook (repeated during chorus in background): Killah Priest] If you don't know know, now now you know You bastard, that's for sure
[Killah Priest] The fatal brave degrade ceremonies from religious cults Half man and half goat Tomorrow hopes based on the horoscopes We followed goals, our nose and Hell's smoke Fire breathing dragons, I rubbed the gold lantern To the see the future through the crystal ball The triple walls official once the missile fall Orphans see the coffin Often I fell at the doorstop coughing I heard the pipe organ (cough) Saw some men of a white origin I saw Bill Clinton, Ronald Reagan and George Bush Barefoot, sucking from the titties of a wolf Upon the brazen altar Six men offer their only daughter splashing holy waters I ran for the camcorders, now I'm plagued with curses I roam the Earth's surface, snatching purses Allergic to Catholic churches, what's the purpose? Religious worship is worthless I visit ancient sanctuaries, where the saints were married But now they buried cause of Satan's fury, I faced the jury Held in court like Christ nailed to a cross Confront my knowledge like Christ in front of Pontius Pilate Days are violent, standing in a haunted palace The government wants my wallet
[Chorus 2X w/ Hook]
[Killah Priest] If you don't know... now you know Killah Priest, now you know
[sample] We believe in the 'resurrection of the dead' We believe that the twenty million black people in America In the last day will be taught the truth The tremble of truth will sound in your ear Everything sounded today, the trouble is truth Truth strikes your ear, strikes your heart It will open your eye, it will open your ear It will make you stand up, it'll do the same thing for you That truth did for the dragons in the valley Because the picture of dragons in the valley is talking about you The picture of Lazarus laying dead four days is talking about you You are laughing, you are the dragon, you..
[Intro: Killah Priest, {Killah Priest in background of his intro}] Your arms too short to box with god... (KP, Iron Shiek, In these times we gotta take one step.. forward. put one foot in front of the other, my brother.. Yo, check this out) {Killah Priest, Hell Razah, Prodigal Sunn, Royal Fam, Dreddy Kruger}
[Killah Priest] Early natives related to throwns of David captured by some patriots, and thrown on slave ships they stripped us naked, while they wives picked they favourite lives were wasted, in the hands of the hated driven from the garden [garden], now we starvin' in the martyring Sodom they call it Harlem, wordly problems got us at the bottom the Earth crisis, and the righteous grab their ice picks seekers like us for our rices, I stay in ciphers our live is, connected to second son of Isaacs, which had a tight grip on the heels of his brother, revealed to his mother the elders who served the younger, words heard in thunder down from under, rose and fled to grow in hunger, now it's cold in summer to slow your slumbers, behold a number, 600, 6 and 3 score the same as he saw, who ate his heat raw, in the time before they climbed aboard a dinosaur, information held behind the doors we came from the atmosphere, the physical trapped us here then they gave us crack and beer, in the back of the stairs please adapt your ears, add or subtract the years, and form the unwise and watch the sunrise from sunset, none-slep, one flesh, one breath..
[Chorus: Hell Razah, (Tekitha)] One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...) One Step, One Flesh, One Breath (Your arms too short to box with god...)
[Killah Priest] Devils morale, they caught us playing with the gold marbles we wrote novels, now we live life in the bottle, before the devil sold me to the unholy, because my father told me I lived like a monks of lowly, lowly, but lowly? the president just ordered the navy to hit the borders of Haiti slaughtered babies from the waters of Euphrates maybe they send germs that polluted our sperm and made us live with circumcize in the serpent eyes and told us certain lies, and each day a servant dies but in the halls of Farrow the walls are narrow and religion is like a prison for the seekers of wisdom now free them, lets feed um', feed um'... they took the first book of Jacob to Jamaica promised us 40 achers and a mule, treated like an animal understand the jewel, brought to the 50 states deuteronomy 28, verse 68, it all relates, 1555 is when we first arrived we tell jokes wish um' get high, and watch the fish fry...
It goes: life, difficult times, and mad crimes Some pay the price, while others refine Blessed are those who struggle -- God loves you And Wisdom is the principle thing for Kings and Queens (repeat 2X)
Many alliance will end, it's like a sad song from a violin, trapped like Daniel's in the Lion's Den Tryin to pie-rce the iron skin, of Leviathan Souls blowin in the violent winds God help us, if we die in sign, I hear the trials in the cries of men, that's when the riot begins Like things never get better, we forever servin Ebekenezer, since the days of our ancestors Slaves to a mad pleasure, building great architectures Sharp dressers, smart professors Start my lecture, I build lyrics like a art director Show it to you like the film projector Blessed are those who struggle, from day to day we all hustle Comin home with sore muscles, and scarred faces Scuffed knuckles, we all share the same trouble Seperated couples, sometimes it seem like there's no escapin, the clutches of Satan Spendin years in state pens, awaitin patient Dreams of a scholarship, ended by a hollowtip Politics and number slip
Chorus
Once, shoved in ships, now we Bloods and Crips Thugs with clips, niggaz who love the clicks Hit the clubs and shit, so they can rub their hips Hugs and flicks, niggaz with drugs and whips Cash Rules this Rotten Apple, they got a worm in it Corrupt sinners, in my man's jeep with the windows tinted, sippin Guinness Observin all the clinics, and liquor spots They make me lick a shot through the rooftop I never seen the glory In the ghetto it's the same story Ciggarette butts and cold coffee, black faces and white mouths, they cry out, for the White House Ain't no wealth shared, it's welfare and poor health care, self scared It's senseless, the way they got our black princess on public assistance to end our existance
[Intro] [Kid] One two, one two [KP] No doubt [Kid] The microphone's on... [KP] Cross my heart, hope to die, word is bond [Kid] I've been waiting a long time for this [KP] Here it go, Killah Priest, COME ON, '97, '98.... HEAR IT SOAR!
[Killah Priest] It's the Byzantine King, supreme, all kneel kiss the ring into a ilohean, I blow steam from the families of the Macabees 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 I'm getting sleepy, I need some coffee, me and my Wu bandits we carry niggas deep in the canvas, body bandaged, like some mummies you fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me it's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album hesitated scream the name out KILLAH PRIEST, I leave the blood spilling in the street I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville, the seven shields throwing windmills across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics I speak in arithmics, so they can never get it, I'm too scientific lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, thieves and killers tigers, gorillas, faces like Godzilla we stomp rappers and smile like a card dealer, the God's iller cross my heart -- hope to die, we multiply, by the hundreds fuckin by the thousands, see me outside the show browsin beatin up your soundman playa haters and players, we give 'em cold stares any last prayers?
[Inspectah Deck] Yo, yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause casualities my facalty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly threatened like weapons to adolescents, ghetto residence quick to pass since your present, state of the slum kill four, play the drums, face one they're coarse with smiles and snake tongues I'm deep into this, I sometimes gasp for air deadly warfare, hot block, cops and cold stares shots flare like fireworks soar July the 4th weapons get tossed, fugitives slide North my force is combined, new world, 2009 digital, criminals, we make mills in cyber-crime It's all planned ahead, two times I see the signs to a great mind The heaviest chain could not bind
[Chorus: Killah Priest] We stare you eye to eye We tell the truth no lie We cross our heart and hope to die.. hope to die..
[GZA] High ranked officials and armed tanks with missles blood drizzle, simple fact, you slept on the issue that before you started jerkin off joysticks and Sega I was rocking off 100 watt amps in Cerwin-Vega's True fine tune it, we ship enough units emcees ask, who be those rhyme killers in masks no doubt, difficult task, the last in the square beware, infinite amount of darts is in the air I'm victorious, with no opponents and blast through components, with microphonics watch the whole world live the moment anything anti became approached in this are incapable of speech, remains motionless
[Chorus 2X]
[Outro] [Kid] Wu-Tang Forever! Peace! [KP] There you have it, hear it soar [Kid] Peace! [KP] Killah Priest, Killah Priest, GZA, GZA, GZA Inspectah Deck on the set, the GZA, GZA, GZA/Genius Wu..
Artist: Killah Priest Album: Heavy Mental Song: It's Over Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Intro] [KP] Run for your lives, oh my God [Girl] Yo watch it! Yo what everybody running for? [KP] This is it, run for your lives [Girl] Motherfucker quit pushing! [KP] Oh my God, run for your lives [Girl] Yo what's going on? [KP] It's coming! It's coming! [Girl] Why is y'all running for? [KP] It's over, it's coming [Girl] Where y'all going? What y'all running for? [KP] It's over, it's moving closer, the sky getting lower [Girl] Hey yo, yo! [KP] Winds turn colder, Killah Priest soldiers [Girl] Wait for me yo! [KP] Steamrollers [Girl] What's up motherfucker quit pushing me up! [KP] Right there, there, it's over, damn he's right there [KP] It's over, it's over [Girl] Hey yo who the fuck is that? [KP] It's over, run! It's over, run! [KP] It's over! It's over! {*people screaming*}
[Killah Priest] All science addicts, religious fanatics, curiosity seekers Biblical preachers, historians, ritual believers Scholars, teachers, spiritual leaders High priests, generals, sergeants in the room with captains Lieutenants and all of you gimmicks I'm the Hip Hopper that'll rock to fill an opera Acapella and lock the cellar, watch Hell a freeze over Take you lower, break your boa constrictor Hit you like liquor, tipsy and sober Whiskey in your soda or vodka Chop you with the blade made of copper Kick your head off like a soccer ball Raw alcohol and it's over, a Red October, it's getting colder
[Break: Killah Priest] It's over Punch a hole through your solarplex' and it's over I mark X on your chest, it's over And bury the dead, ain't gonna be no rest
[Killah Priest] Just pretend, watch me blow like the dust in a gust of wind Flow with the rush when I adjust the pen Take you miles and miles and miles Leave you at the River of the Nile Now deliver the foul fact found in the pile in the stack Books that were took, take a look back As I take you further high into the sky Wear your eyes like vision surprised And dived back risen, building the bombs upon you peons Knowledge of crazy mileage we be going Off! Now you lost, tossed in confusion Saw the illusion of the car that started cruising Asking today's Mathematics, brought rays to his attic What's the weight of a flame, state your name But he was afraid of the height, glazed at the light Strayed, couldn't stay for the flight Ran to his book of rhymes, took up some time For the brother to hook up a line As if he had a fishing rod, but my mission is God Science I be dishing out be hard Deep in his eye's contacts, plus saw beyond that Sort of brother who couldn't respond back Tried to rhyme after me and hold the weight But the science I drop, getting ready your shoulder aches now Let's take a trip travel through the mind And played a trick when he unravelled the rhyme Bloodthirsty, no mercy when I find the victim emotions Stick him with potions that I've developed To make the body swell up like venom Once I'm in them then I skin them and scold them After that I call them back from the essence Who could fuck want more lessons? It's over!
[Break: Killah Priest] Know what I'm saying? It's over The dead bury the dead, it's over Your career, it's over All you wack MCs (finish them off), it's over Finish them off
[Killah Priest] The blast burst back into elements Development of gas surround the mass of the Earth A hundred and ninety six million, nine hundred and forty thousand miles Are occupied by people, cars and houses And over this the mama just browsing Thought I'd respond with colts, stop the smoke Move with the bolts and volts of energy toward the enemy Now he's burning G's, penalty is for infinity Attack the third eye, would occur by a vocal formed into a storm With loud thunder that left him in the crowd wondering Now you wonder on many thoughts you ponder Fell asleep trying to seek the Beyonder While I would ponder microphones, reciting poems Striking domes to your frightening moans of horror! Speaking evil Hebrew from the Torah Slammed the mic, it turned to a serpent, opened the curtains Saw things he couldn't interpret Destroyed the Earth, fill it with gunpowder Capable of Sun power, rebuild it in one hour Then revealed it through a sunflower, shed the shower Showing the power of the Lord Messiah, I've absorbed the fire Water, oxygen, you can't comprehend 'Til your strange doctrines stop the winds Beyond the orbits of Dionne Warwick With no broomsticks and magic tricks to this Return of the Iron Maiden Stomp your corny ass like the Raven What's the matter? You frostbitten, you lost your mittens I've seen you under the cross smitten Seeking remorse from the Christians
[Outro: Killah Priest] It's Over! Killah Priest says, 'It's over!' Huh, huh, It's Over! Huh, huh, your careers is now finished
[Killah Priest] Destroyers of devilishment Spiritual development Astro intelligence Master of elements Studies of the Testaments Doctors of measurement Mental fulfillment True wordsmiths, Sunz of Man Black Rose, the prophets Cosmics... rays Destroyers of devilishment Spiritual development Astro intelligence Master of elements Studies of the Testaments Doctors of measurement Mental fulfillment True wordsmiths...
[Intro: Hell Razah] The Sunz of Mansion has been opened up Door's open, yeah, yeah
[Hell Razah] It's '97, beware of biochips Our shit hits harder than slave whips like I waited to get tips From Egypt to sea ships To being chased by New York cops out the precincts and words was bricks We building projects and pyramids Evil kid, I destroy your ass like London Bridge Smoke trees of weed, take off the leaves out the twigs Pure truth is what I got to give A lot to live for, you ain't rich before poor It ain't peace without war, how would stand without a floor? Under, over, intoxicated, sober, younger Older get elevated higher than an Empire State elevator As I roll with creators and cremators Stalking through this nature, the Heaven Razah Capacity in your brain's beyond the clouds of rain Seven and a half watt contained Space was my birthplace, meditate in cocoons Now I see snakes in human costumes
[Chorus: Father Lord, Killah Priest] Expand your mind, expand your mind Expand your mind, expand your mind In time, in time
[60 Second Assassin] Call this the blind man talk, cripple man walk See nor hear nor summon as Lord Dividend verse segment death unseen beings Speak no evil, the all eye seeing Tapping into the worlds region with the proper rhythmic meditation Situation on lives from state to state Rent to pay, state debate, contract dates Cheddar in error, slave mental death to the treasure Washing my robe with the blood of the lamb Constant plan, never straying New York because I rock supreme Berretta black and leather Black bring on the axe spring the ghetto compact Put them on tracks and let's see how they act as the aftermath Increase and accelerate the Sun behind you radiate To burn to ashes, ain't one of the parties you been crashing Bring the beat and I'ma slash it My niggas make sure the doors have been barricaded It's about to sign off, some shit you can read in block spin But make no mistake devil blades penetrate with your smarts Red rum mania reincarnate to another shape Bomb flashes, what can happen, New Jacking Your rapping ain't the Magnum somewhere caught up to half these Niggas even stole the soul of the streets in motion
[Chorus w/ variations]
[Killah Priest] Walking through the penile glands Like it was an un-foreign land Knowledge is the key to the mind which is a mysterious doorway Through a long dark hallway Use your conscious as a compass to avoid being conquered by nonsense Use your subconscious as a map Once it's time to head back Use your food for thought and leave bread tracks Now we can see with the third eye Swift as your bird fly Using commonsense as a detour Up ahead there lies three doors, for you to see more You might have to meditate to the soft melodies from a keyboard Understanding is your flashlight It reflects the windows to your past life No psychiatrics could raise you from off the mattress As you fall deeper and it's hypnotized You better read my lips 'cause that's the guide Out the hallways of negative which is always competitive Therefore, you must never let it live
