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Til Thee Angels Come (For Us) (Bonus Track) (feat. Blackmarket) (The Offering
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Killah Priest
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[talking: Priest] Bad person In the under world The bad person or the bad egg or bad news [bad word] a black sheep a black guard (Get 'em get 'em he's over there) All the vagabonds thieves [Chorus:] Look at the things we done Oh my my my (The burns) We live life dangerous... (The black the cowards) Just dry your eyes (The villains the criminals) Until thee angels come Oh my my my (The scoundrels the robbers the racketeers) For us And thee angels said (The underworlds) [Priest:] Look at the killers, dealers, scramblers Hustlers, pimps, low lives Are running police coming gunning jumping Over fences hide in trenches Fight defenses ducking bullets this that hood [bad word] Show more footage Speak from pulpits (Fellow Americans you are now under a new era) We all are sinners angels watching (new world order) Ain't no stopping the sky has cracked You lie back, watch your end, burning skin turning in Hell bound hell hounds With scales down to their tails growl wild Chasing us barking it darkens dropping revolvers in apartments Here comes the marksman up the staircase I start busting backwards slipping, Where's the pastor? Too many distractions 9/11, signs from heaven find a weapon AK SK HKs MK Mayday mayday mayday Rocket launchers my project's bonkers We sold drugs till it's over it's time to close up Yep, let's go - closure Judgement day thugs must pray Devils is running 'cause they realize Something worst than hell is coming black bird burning down to the earth Turning into a fire breathing dragon [Chorus: x2] [Priest:] It seems like a giant hologram of the president head Above my projects Or the night crawling down like a panther From a tree where the fog sets Where you hear a whisper out of the darkness like (Yo yo, 2 for 5, Yo yo come here shorty shorty shorty Come here come here I got something for you) Priest beloved immortal travel through portals Behold the pharaoh before you I was once a radical poor dude that stood on the corner Teaching blacks were the lost Jews Why? 'Cause my people were deprived of Yale and law schools [bad word] Now they walk around with a head full of lost screws Never been into rabbit foots or horse shoes Or superstitions trying to make me lose my vision look up The nukes are in position [Obadiah aka Ambassador]: Rebuke the system my people are too conditioned too persistent Many will come but few would listen Razah Priest and Obadiah new dimension choose your henchmen It's crucial business salute attention to the roots and lineage [Chorus x2] [Hell Razah:] We surrounded by births, abortions, churches, organs Don't bury me these Romans will only dig up my coffin We was orphans who was born in the wars and slave auctions KKK better pray for the day they burnt them crosses We the spooks who threw them torches up inside the Bush's office Wicked forces kiss their daughters and sons and take precaution Now that Priest released this offering Renaissance reborn again My pen drip the ink for the saints Blood of the sphinx Kiss my owl on his head While I feed him unleavened bread Point the infrared on enemies who wish to see me dead The Pope opened up and read Revelations then he bled I met an angel and he said to drop the gun that's on my leg [Priest:] I rolled up out of my bed walked on synagogue floors My house, cathedral ceilings with Egyptian walls My dinning room last supper style Twelve chairs with king Tut cups cave bathrooms and medieval tiles [Chorus x2] "And I saw an angel come down from heaven, having the key of the bottomless pit And a great chain in his hand. And he laid hold on the dragon, that old serpent Which is called the Devil, and Satan, and bound him for a thousand years, And cast him into The bottomless pit, and shut him up, and set a seal upon him, that he should deceive The nat
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