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Four Horsemen lyrics : "The Fourth Seal"

[Intro: Kurupt]
Underdig, underdig that
Pull it back

Blast, pull his wig back
It's like that
Lil' (*##$ ^!$$%z

Hor!@&(

[Chorus x2: Kurupt]

Everybody thinkin' that they Talkin' the Talk
Everybody thinkin' that they walkin' the walk
^!$$% watch out, %#@!'s about to spark

^!$$% cuz ya just can't do it, ^!$$% we run through it

[Kurupt]

Everybody..

[Canibus]

You don't have a broad enough bandwith to understand Bis
Like what if - I changed my name to CAN-I-RIP
Tell me, would you understand it?

Or does it trouble you?
Is it too much over your head, does it puzzle you?
I can rap about whateva the $#&@ I want

What's wrong with rappin' about whateva the $#&@ I'd done
Visually and verbally, I'm hi-res cutting edge
and if you know Rakim then you should Know the Ledge

I know I do, get everything I've ever rhymed to
staple it together and you got a $#&@in bible
Let me remind you, records like Beasts from the East

proove that I crucify you
if I ever get to rap behind you.
What about the freestyles I put on vinyl

for DJs and hiphop heads to get hype to
Besides who raps like I do?
If you ever heard I'm not the best you bein' lied to

Here's a FYI to I can rip
but you don't have the mental bandwith to understand Bis
^!$$%z wanna talk the talk

but when they get their feet chopped off
they can't walk the walk


[Kurupt]
(*##$ ^!$$%z..


[Chorus x2]

[Kurupt]

Now I could rap about whateva the $#&@ I want
Is it wrong to rap about whateva the $#&@ I want?
Fill the body bags, off the commando Volvo

Sendin' bodies home in car loads
In my former life my name was Ricardo
People used to tease me and call me !@$!o

Then got it started to whoopin' ^!$$%z !@$!ed
Rambunkious, raidin' ^!$$%z, ricocheted it
Power as Foreman, electric stormin'

Hor!@&( stormin', ragin' war in
Negligence, poetic Pegasus
^!$$%, smoke forms in the form of pestilence

I reign, like snow and hail
And sour like Concords, "Boy, is that yo %#@!?
Is that yo (*##$?"

Better get a ^!$$% cuz she on the Hor!@&( dick ((*##$)
Lyrical linguistic twist %#@! like licorice sticks
Comin' with a glock and a clip {*imitiating gun sounds*}

Verbals on job like missles when the AK's spit
Runnin' %#@! like the St. Lunatics
(*##$ ^!$$%z


[Chorus]


[Killah Priest]
I spit verses similar to curses
Have nurses closin' up the curtains

Callin' up surgeons, hookin' ya body up to circuits
But ya condition just worsens
to the point ya lungs and ya heart stop workin'
'Til ya carried off into churches then leave off into hurses
Play six feet Beneath the Surface

Along with the worms and the serpents
But I be somewhere in Persian wearin' turbans
Herbalist, the verbalist, the thoroughest
Some kind of divine therapist
Come back to the states as a terrorist

Wearin' a face like I never exist
Pull out the Beretta and I spit
Cops touch me then I sever they wrist
Ask yourself what type of era this is
It's the era of the horses, Priest the Horseman

Priest the Horseman, keep talkin'

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Kurupt]

Everybody..

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