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Hoping you get my plight
Twenty four hours in a day
Goofy ass niggas might die by night
Uh uh stand clear
Hands in the air I know my rights
This for my

God was the creator of this world
Through energy you can tell god is with you
Christ came to earth to show god's path
Jesus said come to me to his

The Law

Killah Priest

Priesthood [Bonus Track]

2001

of the wicked

[Outro: Luminati]
That's right, we destroy all ya'll punks
This is proverbs, Priesthood (Priesthood)

games
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Reflect
As I twist and turn
What wicked path of sin
Led me this way
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
I'm free of guilt
I'm free of shame
My

numb the pain this shit wicked niggas dying young
And I been moving all alone on my own cause I don't know who I can really trust
Aye
Niggas dying this

I've lost all my flock and half of myself
I've had my friends taken by a wicked force, I'm dive bombing straight to hell

When I go I'll have one regret

to exceed it
Bitch I'm hot, I'm Stanley Steamin'
Ten missed calls and I delete em
Walk up, hands out, needin' feedin'
Ain't shit fun about this freedom
Man

asked for absolution from sin
Then started the whole process over again
It begins when life ends
There is no rest for the wicked
This twisted cycle is

on (don't go nowhere)

A good fight is a fight homie, that you win
Not gettin whooped by the power of sin
Fortunately, My King stood in
Took my place in

sanctity reign
Cursed by free will; thought hath led me to this place
I turn my head, step back in line, and march unto the flames
Lives once wrought in

the tombstone with his name
Hear the cries of a little girl in pain
Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and cries
But something was wrong with this bitch's

for 10 years don't mean you're free 
I know my TRU motherfuckin' niggas know how I feel 
this shit's real I wish my brother wouldn't of got killed

of the shadow of death
Fo' I deal with demons on you I gotta battle myself
Fell to sin again aw man I'm tired of myself
Thy rod and Thy staff, comfort me
Lamp

consumes me i surrender to this wicked and hateful sin

Fading echoes of laughter now replaced by haunting cries
A symphony of agony within my hollowed eyes

Consumed by the weight 
Of the pain and regret
I fill my life with things to forget
Washed away from the path of the truth and light
My God help me get this

other version
To love God and neighbors that's why this conversion, is everything, it is the remedy
It is the path chosen for me, let's take all these

I need me an exorcist to get
This devil out of my head
My temperature has fallen and my
Eyes are turnin' red
But I'm dead and still mislead
By my

and this glock hold Thirty
For any wicked people dawg that Need to get done dirty
Cause they say the world wicked
That that's
The way that it is
Then if you

and sport players, wished my name was Stanley
Honestly, if they knew this was around, they wouldn't want it to win a Grammy
Listen up
They talk about the time

the stuff that you did
Seven sins the devil wins
Anyone can get it your mother brother and friends

Tell me the truth what you trying to prove
Too much dip

A Train X-Press

Group Home

A Tear for the Ghetto

1999

comin close and brothers tried to approach
So I hid my stash, when I hit Nostra Ave
Pickin up oils and answer to create a new path
Possibilities of law

you can, cause he finna smite, I'm fighting for the better thangs, you fighting
Just to get a name, brothers living wicked in this truth, doing it for

Yeah when the sins of a father become sins of a son you know
When you... this is a generational judgmental thing of the society you know
Huh huh...

So gifted and so wicked the flow's vicious
Where's all the Chibok girls that went missing?
Who'll be the first rapper to die, I'm not kidding
I'll