Killah Priest - Greyhound part 2

Tekst :

Yo, be for real
I was buried on a battlefield

I was buried on a battlefield
Located near Israel
The rest of my platoon
was trapped upon a hill
I heard mega...
...yo, be for real

I was buried on a battlefield
I heard megabombs, firearms, and more alarms
and hand grenades, mad rage in evil ways
My destination was to seek life
I mean the stars were so low they appeared as street lights
I was shown the crucifixion by two Egyptians
There was war in heaven, I saw Christ with a Mac-11
So I joined his army, prepare for armaggedeon... armaggedeon...

They told me this, slowly
Taking me, into, the mental
Orgasms, jacualting, stimulating, relating
to life, incubating, rotating around light beams
From a light beam I was formed in the white dream
And then redeemed, like powder, out of, my maker
Into, nature, returned, to vapor
Killah, Priest, was born, in a pillar, of yeast
Lost in the miscarriage
The automatic, for marriage

Inne utwory

  • B.I.B.L.E.
  • The law
  • Ghetto government
  • Excalibur
  • High explosives
  • Gotta eat
  • Almost there
  • Angels
  • Horsemen talk
  • Turn around
  • Come with me
  • Blessed are those
  • Atoms to Adams
  • The horsemen
  • Fall of Salomon
  • Robbery (remix)
  • What part of the game
  • Big world

    • Losowe utwory

    The time is now

    Here I go again, was this all for nothing, there my mind goes again, I lost it all for nothing!!! How much longer must we wait to try and make the great escape? Turned my back to this world of lies, opened my mind and that was opened my eyes,...

    Enuf

    I know no other way
    To take the pain
    Insted of trying to make things better
    I get fucked up everyday

    I ve got no future
    I chose my path
    I will keep burnin
    Burnin till I crash

    On the floor

    What s dime like you holdin up the wall for
    You should be dancin ...uh yeah [2x]
    All the guys in the spot
    Better yet...nobody s had the nerve
    To talk to you
    So let me talk to you

    You lookin good from your head
    Down to your shoes girl
    What s your name and...

    Three Evils

    Across the floor in the hand of where we drove the drill
    a cautious ear to the mouth of your confession
    think of all the things we put him through
    in the face of his god would he tell the truth?

    Still recorded were the words that dribbled out his kiss
    when eyes go blind...

    Talk to me

    I m just a fool for you, baby
    Oh, what can I do, lady
    I read the book of love
    And you are lying just to me
    And I m a loser
    Baby, why you pretend, darling
    Oh, there is no end, darling