Текст песни How Many - Killah Priest
My
mind
is
designed
like
a
Mayan
pyramid
When
you
climb
up
the
steps
You
can
get
where
the
emerald
is
I
left
witnesses
for
those
who
didn't
believe
Show
the
depths
of
sentences,
y'all
forbidden
to
leave
Alphabets
become
images,
you
listen
to
see
How
the
breath
of
the
lyricist
can
breathe
3-D
Trapped
in
each
bar,
it
gets
deep
with
the
God
Like
the
five
pillars
that
they
teach
at
the
Mosque
Try
to
defy
Killah
and
you
seek
a
mirage
Terrifying
thriller,
have
you
reaching
your
heart
Priest
fitting
to
get
dark,
dark
and
it
can
get
Dark
as
the
first
nine
Pharaohs
that
ruled
Egypt
Dark
as
the
moon
cast
the
shadows
that
'cause
eclipse
Dark
as
the
ladies
with
the
tarots
telling
you
secrets
Dark
as
the
gun
barrel
right
before
you
squeeze
it
I
enter
your
mind
like
an
auditorium
Your
picture
was
distorted
but
I
restored
your
film
Now
you
see
clearer,
my
pen
has
a
lens
Like
I'm
sitting
in
a
theater
Come
back
again
Remind
you
of
Rakim,
but
I'm
not
him
Though
we
one
and
the
same,
the
second
coming
of
Kane
I'm
like
Kool
G
Rap,
put
the
Uzi
in
rap
Or
KRS
One
said
it
was
cool
to
be
black
For
Slick
Rick
announced
that
the
Ruler
was
back
Back
in
the
days
when
gold
jewelry
was
fat
Before
Wu
or
Biggie,
Nas,
Jigga
or
50
That
was
New
Yiddy,
they
ruled
the
city
On
the
West
Coast,
it
was
run
by
Death
Row
Pac
gave
'em
Thug
Life,
but
I
just
hug
mics
The
grip
of
the
python,
the
strength
in
my
right
palm
Will
crush
a
competitor's
life
form
(Hook)
x2
How
many
MC's
must
I
defeat?
How
many
rhymes
must
I
show
'em
technique?
How
many
metaphors?
How
many
letters
in
all
How
many
times
must
I
show
you
I'm
better
than
y'all?
Rhymes
after
rhymes,
metaphors
and
lines
Since
eighty
four
I
recall
the
time
Left
MC's
inside
of
morgues
and
shrines
Weak
technique
get
absorbed
like
wine
Then
I
piss
'em
back
under
the
trees
and
vines
This
rapper
that
rapper
I
proved
I'm
better
Next
one,
I'm
about
to
battle
Webster
Do
you
think
you
can
handle
my
pressure?
The
weight
of
my
thinking
when
I
play
with
the
ink
pen
Is
he
old
or
new
school?
Nah
- I'm
in
a
class
by
myself
Plus
I
drop
math
then
I
blast
like
a
stealth
The
bars
you
spit
I
use
for
chin
ups
Soon
as
you
lay
'em
down,
I
press
the
bench
up
Then
I
start
spinning
like
them
windchucks
Each
paragraphs
is
like
a
Pharaoh
in
the
past
Wide
is
the
dome
piece,
and
narrow
is
the
path
(Hook)
x2
1 The Offering (Intro)
2 Salvation
3 How Many
4 Uprising
5 Melodic Pt. 2
6 Priesthood
7 Inner G (Feat. Ras Kass, Canibus & Kurupt)
8 Ghetto Juzuz
9 The Offering
10 Truth B Told
11 Osirus Eyes
12 Stand Still (Feat. Blood Sport & Immortal Technique)
13 Happy
14 Essential
15 Bonus: (Till Thee Angles Come)
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