Lyrics:
Then we breezing the law
Blowing that weed from my jaw
G's up hoe's down
East Side to by dog
(East Side)
All the time man
Thanks for even asking
They say I'm that I'm a deranged man
Fuck this fuck that do shit that states I'm insane damn
Take risk break shit smoke drink fight like this life
a chart, straight up and down, man, there ain't no other
Nuff respect to all my peeps that made the album cover
Yo, Tip, don't worry none, you know I get
in time, you'll see the line
The line that's drawn between the good and the bad
See the blind man, he's shooting at the world
The bullets flying,
[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
Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track, you know what I'm
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
on my mind, and I gotta ask, where's the album, man?
Where is it? Because I'm getting sick and tired of your shit
Where's your album, man?
Where's your
as a re-run
Condemned to history
One blink and you've missed it
Dust is all you'll find
Life's gone in a heartbeat man
The tape can't rewind
Don't piss it up
sprinkling
The album width to keep the registers ringing
In real life, I'm much more distinguished
I'm like a bloke from London, England
Yeah, you jingling
Then I gotta burn in order to reach
My niggaz
Everyday we live and learn, take it step-by-step
We create our own path until there's no life left
I
the population happy with improved technology
And so on I saw it isn't really money we like
But the things our money has bought and why
Because it makes life
things, soon, I'll be runnin' things
I'm an artist, man, you just make fun of things
I'm the hardest, man, y'all don't know what to say
This album's
was sending a lot
Now man will get aired like a vent in a crop
Nuff man try glamourise this life
But try glamourise when your friends in a box
Yo, when
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
It's what your bitch likes and man is it fun
Fun don't know how to straddle it son
Riding the beast while I rip on the bong
Yum I see the looks all along
It's a man's world, niggas get played
Another stray
Hope I live to see another day, hey!
I'm gettin' sweated by these undercovers
Who can I trust, got my
fuckin' his baby mum, in the living room, with his son (yeah)
If three man try link up and do a album
It's not gonna sound like this
Tryna sound like
time’ll have me flat by the life line
So I’m like fine
Got a bottle of the white wine
Coming live from the middle of the night time
Full cup but I find it
don't see myself
Cause I'm too busy tryna be someone else
Or something else, man there's more to life
Or am I blinded by the ones I idolise?
Sat with idle
blessed in my life
I want you to understand that my success is your success
Yea I mean to the team everybody mehn
Everybody that helped me make this album
so trapped
Is it me or this life a prison
Hol' on
Moving devious, i get rid of you (rid of you)
So please don't give me the reason
Like a man in
like outhouse
I’m outtie like the outro
Every fives seconds man I drop
Another album
(Verse 2 )
Life is a shot to the pelvis
And murk you
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