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Killah Priest - Intro (Blackball Me) lyrics
[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 a friend You about to witness one of hip hop's greatest secrets That the record industry tried to hide Due to lack of promotion and scandalous intentions Priest was forced to take his album underground And now he will no longer suffer Reviewing this album, you gotta ask yourself why Look at every song, and I'mma let you decide He is one of the greatest MC's, ever to roam this planet [Killah Priest] Father forgive me, it's the Henny or Remi Or maybe it's the many of fame, this world planted in me When I was just a child, I was misunderstood Til I saw your finger in the cloud, I was picked from the hood I was in the myst of a crowd, when shit wasn't good Til I heard your voice out loud, then I lifted it good Doctors wouldn't tell me, the teachers would often fail me And for a grown child, that shit, just wasn't healthy When the bitches hadn't dealt me, never planned to help me But now I'm a man, I understand what's really wealthy It's not about how much tuition you got in your bank But it's bout how much ammunition that I got in my tank Yeah, yeah, now y'all scarred cuz I'm talkin revolution What ya rather see me dead by a fuckin execution If y'all probably go to bed, cuz it's less confusion All your see in yo head, is my electricution But I'm comin back, and this time I'm strapped And fuck +The Law+, cuz I'm bustin my gat And I'm wanted by y'all, and my niggas know that Cuz once they fire, my niggas shoot back And straight up on some real shit, I'm a lyrical jewel Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya spiritual dues Fuck the B.A.'s, cuz nigga suck a dick And all ya rabbling backstab, I'm not fuckin wit Aiyo fuck poppi' collars, I'd rather cock the revolver And have ya momma cryin, while ya sister's watchin them dollars I'm one of the best, next to 'Face and Jay, Nas, 'Pac and Poppa You can say Priest or Masada, fasada, motherfucker, +Blackball Me+ [Chorus: Killah Priest] +Blackball Me+, ya just +Blackball Me+ +Blackball Me+, motherfucker, +Blackball Me+ [Killah Priest] So, fuck those critics, I ain't got no religious What ya thought, ya act suspicious, but ya get it So chill wit it, plus nothin of y'all, ever been in my shoes Ya probably, play wit a doll, when I payin my dues That's the type of shit that darkens my heart Where was y'all motherfuckers when Marcus got shot? Where was y'all when the guns sparked up my block? Where was y'all when my sister, was coppin those rocks? Where was y'all when Pooh fell in my arms? I had to drag him out the buildin, when them niggas was gone Where was y'all when that nigga, put a gun to my chest? Pulled the trigger, but no fuckin bullets was left What ya figure, that my life was filled wit happiness Ya wrong, I tell you for real and not the fake stories Ya can get mad and +Blackball Me+, motherfucker [Outro: Killah Priest] +Blackball Me+ (5X) +Blackball Me+ niggas, +Blackball Me+ Ya know ya bad motherfuckers, +Blackball Me+, +Blackball Me+ +Blackball Me+, +Blackball Me+ I still come back, motherfucker It's time, motherfucker Now you left me to judge, fuckin critics Monkey judge, fuckin wit a muthafuckin prison Cuz at the end I'mma see you redemption Believe that, why tell the truth to Allah... +Blackball Me+ motherfuckers... [Movie Sample] Many people feel haunted By what they call evidence of evil forces in the world They see genocide, senseless violence, plagues And they blame demons, or the Devil himself They believe that demonic spirits can actually possess a human body And that only rituals of exorcism Can lift the possessed from the darkest regions of the unexplained |
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