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KILLAH PRIEST lyrics : "Priesthood (Horsemen Mix)"

[Movie Sample]
[horses neighing]
As the final days begin, God sends four terrible hor!@&( [horses neighing]

to reek his vengeance on a sinfull word. The first three bring
conquest to war and famine.


[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yea, yea, yea, yea.
Yea, yea. $#&@ that!

(Set it off.) Yea, yea, ya %#@!ted.
Ya in some %#@! now, son.
It's on now, motha$#&@as can suck my dick.

I'm back! $#&@ that %#@!!
Ready to eat ^!$$%z up, beat they $$# and e'rything, son.
I'ma prove this %#@!, right here.

Me and my ^!$$%. What!?

[Movie Sample]

Violence and punishment of enemies.

[Killah Priest]

I give a fake rapper a heart attack, once I start to rap
I'm a vocalist, ^!$$%, I'm supposed to rip
Last Poet's told me this, hit ya in ya head wit my explosive fist

Then I finish ya off with my tremendous horse-kick [horses neighing]
What now, ^!$$%? Look at ya talk %#@!
Just can't do it, cuz you ain't got no teeth in ya mouth

And I know ya just tired of me, beatin ya out
Ya trained all year, in a karate class
And took one second, to put yo' $$# in a body bag

>From a shotty blast, I walk up in ya club and ya parties don't last
I like to pop %#@!, don't get me started
I slap y'all motha$#&@as like y'all little kids in kindegarten

Squeeze yo' head till yo' kidneys harden
Now watch this, I'ma call my whole motha$#&@in squadron


[Movie Sample]
The four hor!@&( of the apocalypse are among the bible's
most terrifying figures.


[Killah Priest]
Cuz y'all ^!$$%z is $#&@ed up

and Brooklyn ^!$$%z is really ready to get ya
I know how to hit ya, and cut ya open
But don't worry, cuz I'ma stitch ya

With a rusty screwdriver

[Chorus x2: Killah Priest]

^!$$%z bop yo' heads to this, real %#@!
Call up yo' cliques to this, it's realness
You feel this in yo' streets and village

Spare that new %#@!, Priest killed it

[Canibus]

Yo, yo, yo
Yo I'm a Macabeast MC and I possess the ability
To run at top speed without bendin my knees

I destory %#@!...

[Movie Sample]

The fourth hor!@&( is the most frightening of them all.

[Canibus]

...wrap my hands around ya neck region
Then I start squeezin 'til ya stop breathin
You weaklins is playin tug-of-war wit ya tongues

I knock the teeth out ya gums and suck the breeze out ya lungs
Hit ya wit a blow your physical frame could never sustain
You'll probably never walk ever again

^!$$%, you think you rhyme sick? I leave you lyin stiff
Pull you behind my horse til I break ya spine, (*##$
Stop cryin (*##$, before I hit ya wit the Iron Fist

You can't rhyme (*##$, the one triple nine's mine (*##$
The pain'll make ya voice change octaves
>From low-pitched to high-pitched, every hour we kill a hostage

We judge MC's by they lyrical fitness
And punish DJ's for puttin corny stickers on they mixes
Smack the stripper (*##$es for askin for our autograph and pictures
You'll be scared to leave the club wit us
You stratch my back, I'll scratch your's (*##$

I'll eat ya salt-fish, if ya suck my sausage
I got an atomic sub, armed wit a sub-atomic scud
Ready to spill ya crimson-colored blood
The four hor!@&( on the back of four quadropeds
Puttin four hoof prints on ya foreheads, motha$#&@as!

[horses neighing]

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