[Killah Priest] My daughters are bad; they kill men, record 'em then laugh I require blood sacrifice, slaughter the calf One name Ice, the other name Fire Flames for hair, every pussy cloud desire I spit 'em out in my image and finish At the end of their sentence, these women are visions of Virgin Two-trillion in my mouth, doin' service Shaped like verses, seductive, darin', destructive Flarin' over percussions, I spit dark forms of matter The darkness that draws the atoms The darkness that bonds the nucleus That water, alkaline thru platinum Within the uterus, I spit storms that scatter Thru out the four corners of the Earth Drawn from the universe darkness that exists Before creation, stand before me when I spit That's how I cremate 'em
(Hook) My daughters are men, they're lesbian But they only human when they come thru the pen I call my verse the Virgin, pray to St. Mary before I begin Is Priest superstitious or loose wit his vision?
[Killah Priest] The thought of my daughters is Horus performin The chorus by August that make the forest hauntin' like stormin' Around my brain is a black cloud High temperatures rise from within Pen snaps now, leaves fall from trees My brain novas, mind alignin', the rhyme is science Blind assignments, find excitement It's like I'm typin' 700 words per second Too much for this record to wreckage Perfection, pestilence spreadin' The usual settin' to a musical dead end Your funeral, such a beautiful expression Immovable presence of Priest, like pillars in Greece No more Killah, just P, no iller emcee
(Hook)
[Killah Priest] Rebellious stars, fallen angels, hell in Mars Tallest scales over thin shells of my bars God and devil, life and death, results from ghetto Mics and breath, Hip-Hop or techno Bet those people feel me Rap's a plant seed in the field G Ants pack leaves in the hill B Haters kick dirt till I'm filthy rich Best flow, guilty, rap's a silky stitch
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(Hook) My daughters are men, they're lesbian But they only human when they come thru the pen I call my verse the Virgin, pray to St. Mary before I begin Is Priest superstitious or loose wit his vision?
[Killah Priest] The thought of my daughters is Horus performin The chorus by August that make the forest hauntin' like stormin' Around my brain is a black cloud High temperatures rise from within Pen snaps now, leaves fall from trees My brain novas, mind alignin', the rhyme is science Blind assignments, find excitement It's like I'm typin' 700 words per second Too much for this record to wreckage Perfection, pestilence spreadin' The usual settin' to a musical dead end Your funeral, such a beautiful expression Immovable presence of Priest, like pillars in Greece No more Killah, just P, no iller emcee
(Hook)
[Killah Priest] Rebellious stars, fallen angels, hell in Mars Tallest scales over thin shells of my bars God and devil, life and death, results from ghetto Mics and breath, Hip-Hop or techno Bet those people feel me Rap's a plant seed in the field G Ants pack leaves in the hill B Haters kick dirt till I'm filthy rich Best flow, guilty, rap's a silky stitch
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