[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 %#@! 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 %#@!, just wasn't healthy
When the (*##$es 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 $#&@in 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 $#&@ +The Law+, cuz I'm bustin my gat

And I'm wanted by y'all, and my ^!$$%s know that
Cuz once they fire, my ^!$$%s shoot back
And straight up on some real %#@!, I'm a lyrical jewel

Ask a wall in the air, and pay ya spiritual dues
$#&@ the B.A.'s, cuz ^!$$% suck a dick
And all ya rabbling backstab, I'm not $#&@in wit

Aiyo $#&@ poppi' collars, I'd rather @@#! 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, mother$#&@er, Blackball Me

[Chorus: Killah Priest]

Blackball Me, ya just Blackball Me
Blackball Me, mother$#&@er, Blackball Me


[Killah Priest]
So, $#&@ 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 %#@! that darkens my heart

Where was y'all mother$#&@ers 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 ^!$$%s was gone
Where was y'all when that ^!$$%, put a gun to my chest?

Pulled the trigger, but no $#&@in 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, mother$#&@er

[Outro: Killah Priest]

Blackball Me [x5]
Blackball Me ^!$$%s, Blackball Me
Ya know ya bad mother$#&@ers, Blackball Me, Blackball Me

Blackball Me, Blackball Me
I still come back, mother$#&@er
It's time, mother$#&@er

Now you left me to judge, $#&@in critics
Monkey judge, $#&@in wit a mutha$#&@in prison
Cuz at the end I'mma see you redemption

Believe that, why tell the truth to Allah...
Blackball Me mother$#&@ers...

[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