Lyrics View From Masada - Killah Priest
[Killah
Priest]
Get
it
goin,
yeah,
yeah
Feel
this
shit,
word
is
bond
Niggaz
got
shit
on
they
mind
Get
it
out
your
chest
You
got
somethin
to
say?
Spill
it
out
It's
that
Priest
shit
I've
waited
for
this
Month
August,
year
'70,
endin
of
my
mom's
pregnancy
Beginnin
of
Masada's
legacy,
Christ
blew
the
breath
in
me
To
rule
is
my
destiny,
mind
is
my
weapontry
Bless
it
be,
Priest,
fly
'mitri's,
Dashikis
Suck
from
the
fine
titties
of
Nefertitti,
slept
in
teepees
Kings,
Pharoahs
kiss
the
ring
when
they
see
me
Is
how
they
greet
me,
take
trips
weekly
Dwell
by
the
havens,
fed
by
a
raven
Ate
from
the
beak
of
eagles,
sat
with
Hebrews
Broke
bread
with
the
holy
people
Bit
from
the
tree
of
good
and
evil
Ate
this
dry
fruit
whole,
swallowed
the
seeds
too
Lived
in
the
land
of
the
strong
and
feeble
Some
had
egos,
some
were
peaceful
Smile
when
they
greet
you
I
appear,
appeared
through
the
windows
With
weirdos,
saw
widows
who
played
with
dildos
Nymphos,
wrapped
they
legs
around
satin
pillows
Silver
robe,
holdin
the
rose
Mexicanos,
latin
and
negros
Lived
the
life
of
thug
passion
heros
We
live
in
Projects
with
ghetto
belly
dancers
That
enchant
us,
when
you
see
us
bring
yo
cameras
Chorus:
Killah
Priest
{2X}
Yo,
its
the
view
from
Masada
The
saga,
Priest
the
author
The
Godfather,
the
scholar
I
write
drama,
decomposer,
best
Noah
They
watch
us,
build
for
hours
Behold
the,
behold
the
[Killah
Priest]
Yo,
we
sip
wine
around
golden
candles
Wearin
mantels,
tellin
ghost
stories
I
propose
a
toast,
as
a
whole
splash
of
lightning
The
sky's
is
stormy,
then
it
dawned
on
me
It
was
a
dope
fiend
and
two
Hell
scorchened
shorties
That
lured
me,
to
my
first
orgy
Apartment
4D,
met
a
fine
Harlet
named
Audrey
She
adored
me,
she
seduced
me
with
her
beauty
Neck
full
of
jewelry,
she
wore
a
see-through
gown
With
her
eye
she
forced
me
to
lay
down
Then
she
asked
me,
was
I
new
in
town
And
with
a
smile
she
said
she
has
peace
offerings
This
day
she
paid
her
vow
Let
us
make
love
and
afterwards
we
worship
an
owl
This
war
lady,
when
she
tried
to
play
me
Get
me
in
the
bed
to
spray
me
Kisses
of
her
lips
taste
like
taffy
Plus
she
wore
the
scent
of
Tasprey
Ask
me
if
that
attracts
me
Whispers
in
my
ear
are
pure
blasphemy
She
said
I
decked
my
bed
with
mur,
aloes
and
roses,
cinnamon
It's
a
place
for
gentlemen,
with
a
youthful
look
I
entered
in
The
sins
of
men,
the
devil's
lust,
the
luck
of
women
With
cat
eyes,
her
man's
a
Rabbi
Walks
with
a
raincoat,
top
hat,
bow
tie
And
walkin
with
a
cane,
puffin
his
pipe
Saw
me
through
the
blinds
fuckin
his
wife
I
busted
her
twice,
grabbed
me
by
my
windpipe
Pulled
out
a
knife,
'nough
said,
bloodshed
at
the
end
of
the
night
Chorus
{2X}
[Killah
Priest]
Yeah,
yeah
Got
to
lay
down
the
law,
you
know?
Masada
the
beloved
Killah
Priest,
Macabee
worldwide
Yeah,
pour
the
wine
and
raise
your
glass
high
into
the
sky
Yeah,
like
that,
haha
Yeah,
yeah,
we
just
maintainin
Word,
fuck
all
y'all
fake
ass
other
niggaz
Yeah,
what?
Yeah...
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