Killah Priest


Heavy Mental


If You Don't Know
(featuring Ol' Dirty Bastard)


[Killah Priest]
Killah Priest
King Musada
Landed on the sick canvas
Now I roll this dead planet head banded
And sang preachin God's commandment, feel me

I move through the dark reaches, and won't stop until we bleedin
Until you bleedin, until you stop breathin
Givin careers a severe beatin for MCin
It's somethin that I don't take lightly
How the fuck you ever invite me to a duel
I drool before I break fool
Then I drag MCs, beat em down to they knees
Grab your necks and squeeze til there's no life left
They lifeless, they micless, what a crisis
I give them a good night's rest
I break they biceps and triceps, thighs and necks
Breast area is the best area before I bury ya
I make sure that you never, ever, ever, ever try that shit no more
KnowI'msayin (word is bond)
Your ambition put you in that fucked up condition
Leave you with your own conviction
Shit was non-fiction, now you in a state of non-fixin
Make you beg for mercy, if you ever approach me
I blow your head off when I talk
Chop off your arms and bash your head in
You know where this shit is headin, for a dead end
Stop your sweatin, like Otis Redding, got your pants wetted
Snuck up on you atcha wedding
At your honeymoon, turn that shit into doom
Turn your rap cassettes into your fuckin caskets
You god damn bastards
Lyrics I mastered, rhymes burns like acid

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
I'm complete analyzer of your entire eye
Gave ya the tone to tour so walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie
Do good to you boy? Yo question to you why?
The wing to your fly, bone to your high
The Dirt Dog, I be the god
The tear to your cry, I drop in it, cleanse the Earth's
My place to burst God gave me the eye

[Killah Priest]
The man who braid the grave, ceremonies, from religious cults
Half man and half goat
Tomorrow hopes based on the horoscopes
We followed goats, our nose inhale the smoke
Fire breathin dragons, I rubbed the gold lantern
To the see the future through the crystal ball
The triple walls of fisher wants to miss a fall
Orphans see the coffin, often fell at the doorstep coughin
I heard the pipe organ, saw some men of a white origin
I saw Bill Clinton, Ronald Reagan and George Bush
Barefoot suckin from the titties of a wolf
Upon the braisen altar six men offer they only daughters
Splashin holy waters, I ran for the camcorder
Now I'm plagued with curses, I roam the Earth's surface snatchin purses
Allergic to Catholic churches, what's the purpose
Religious worship is worthless
I visit ancient sanctuaries where the saints were married
But now they buried cause of Satan's fury, I face the jury
Held in court, like Christ nailed to a cross, confront my knowledge
Like Christ in front of Pontus Pilot, days are violent
Standin in a haunted palace, the government wants my wallet

[Ol' Dirty Bastard]
I'm complete analyzer of your entire eye
Gave ya the tone to tour so walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie
Do good to you boy? Yo question to you why?
The wing to your fly, bone to your high
The Dirt Dog, I be the god
The tear to your cry, I drop in it, cleanse the Earth's
My place to burst God gave me the eye
I'm complete analyzer of your entire eye
Gave ya the tone to tour so walk on by
I'm the insect in your pie, the hair to your lie
Do good to you boy? Yo question to you why?
The wing to your fly, bone to your high
The Dirt Dog, I be the god
The tear to your cry, I drop in it, cleanse the Earth's
My place to burst God gave me the eye


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