Lyrics:
have to invite us
Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers
You gonna get murdered by us
Red Hot Chili Pepper like Anthony Kiedis
Fuck the stage up like I stick my
Man, this is the last.. record on the album
I got my man Craig Craig in the house
Kevin Dee from Midnight Express Crew's in the house
Charles'
it's ya biggest fan
It's not even necessary to introduce who I am
by now, cuz we're good friends
Remember the letter I wrote, before Atlanta on Up In
to rock it
(Trina)
I steal the baddest drink then the best fabrics
Leathers and the CZ's and the S-classes
Ghetto angel, wrists glist' like
movie in my head, and you'll get the best experience
By listening to the 7 songs in order from start to finish
I kept this project intentionally short
Here we go
My big ego is gonna get me in trouble
Trying to play hero
My jeans can't tight like Michael Phelps speedo
We no play follow fashion,
and the legendary Mix Master DTX
Real hip-hop legends, fiftieth anniversary baby
Chuck D, I see you my g
What up Nas
Peace to Pete Rock, DXT, Keith Shockley
Mobb
They
'boutta hit this muhfuckin' album
(Oh oh-Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah, whoa)
Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
I done seen a lot of things, yeah yeah
Nowadays, sit
of you
Baby
Can you keep up with my tempo?
We rock
We roll
We ride to the tempo
We rock
We roll
We ride to the tempo
Peep
By myself I'm the band
I
burring the match
Lighting up the gat
Making shit mix and match with a batch by getting my brick house semi detached
Much like Michael in contrast, I'm
the classic albums from the past
They want no competition!
Play it fast
Play it hard
And rock 'n' roll will never die!
Play it fast
Play it hard
And rock
off
You're in trouble 'cause I'm back
Best in the game and that's just a fact
How the fuck you gon' make it through the whole album
If I'm this
a west nigga
A midwest nigga
I'm the best nigga
Cause we the best niggas
From street team to GM
To VP
This ain't a crime family
This rap shit is
drudging through dark tunnels with glowsticks
In the murk, committed to inner work, live and learn
Now I'm Tevin's second album, Trigga's third
Feeling
to hang with you
Learn your slang, made a few fools want to slang, would you
Tell them bitches they sang or would you
Lie to get that thang cause they
the sex on me
I've got scars for days, I'm so tribal
You're not Ghana made, you're not Michael
I can spar and spray with my idols
Look, if I slap your
an album
Started doing shows and I ain't talking about no Malcolm
Going gig to gig and then repeat the cycle
One of us had even opened up for Michael
While
didn't know where my life was going
Now Fast forward 10 years to my life today
You'll see a man on the mic that's living day by day
I'm just paving
me the Doc say when, say when
(When)
Inspired by Basquiat, my chariot's on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up
I'm tired build me up
Break me
on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine
Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by
[Intro: Killah Priest]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to +Priesthood+
If you purchased this album from a store
Or you got a copy from
the best use
Of all that youth
Of all that you
How many hours have you spent as a wrestler
Do you never learn? (oh no)
They said this this could take you
a sailess ship that crashed into the rocks and got blow to bits a lot
A lot
A lot
A lot a lot a lot
Fuck you tie
Okay baby I
Write
Shut the fuck up
Dull
You hit the wrong button you get played like a album
Hoes throwing salt pick a stone like Rosetta
I rock and roll wit this glock heavy metal
I never son
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