A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

KILLAH PRIEST lyrics : "Stand Still"

[Blood Sport:]
I see you modified your gangsta after seeing me walk
You changed your tone after hearing me talk

Extended your hand and steal my aura
You know the god don't shake on %#@!
But food, clothing and a glass of water

Though we make love to Jezebels we prey on virgins
We move like Yahuwa in black Excursions
Blood the color of grape wine

Skin tone the color of bronze
I rose from the grave with 9's
And if tears were dollars I'd feed the children

Replace the White House with a project building
I'd stand on top of it, signal in a rocket ship
Hold my dick like I lock down the continent

I'm magnetic, I attract metal L-shaped objects
With hell parallel ^!$$%s hit decks
Yo my hand like fire in hell after a shooting

So ^!$$% if you know like I know, keep it moving

[Hook:]

'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up
'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up
'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up

'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up

[Priest:]

'Cause I can stand still and watch the world blow up
$#&@ that museum heist decode alarms, blowing my palms
Turn the knob slowly hear the click, then we open it

Flee with the rarest canvas, called the Della Strada
A fifteenth-century painting of DaVinci's Belladona
Tie up the Pope, my man's in the Helicopter

Next to the Russian Pilot blowing !@!@&&
I smell the ganja showing the picture of the black Madonna
Flying over seas full of squids and arowanas

Stole the Mona Lisa in Rome with phony Visas
Disguised as a tourist taking flicks at the Pisa
My cards and my passport reads Dr. Philip L. Glascov

At the airport where the FBI waiting with their taskforce
Cleared customs, pulled the mustache off
A shootout is my last resort

Now we back in the air to the Metropolis, Project %#@!
Hellhole is bottomless
The beast will crawl out of it

Apocalypse, Communist
Name remains anonymous
Behold the Pale Rhinoceros

It's obvious, don't even shoot it if the shot's a risk
They say I'm too Hitch@@#!ian
When I spit about the projects we in

I'm Jesus resurrected in the drop-top BM
I'm Larry King Live from the hood
Showing scene by scene of murder

So what's good?

[Hook:]

Wish I could stand still and watch the world blow up
But then I wouldn't get to see the seeds grow up
Wish I could stand still and watch the world blow up

I'd be the sign that the gangs of the world throw up

[Immortal Technique:]

Mother$#&@ers tell me that I live in the last days
Stupid $#&@s, you think AIDS is the last plague?
See man made God in his own image

Culture, language and his own limits
Even his own spirit
So he could fool other men

Into believing in his own gimmicks
Stomp the Atlantic, pivot the planet
While ^!$$%s turn their cheek to a Catholic !@$)got

My thological gangsta
Crying if you spit it hard
You get your (*##$ gang-raped by Minotaurs

No facade or exaggeration
We were born to rule the world after Revelations
You could call it God's wrath or Allah's math
Like in Texas Chainsaw Massacre slash
Bars of death when I spit 'em out

Concentration camp gold ripped out of a Jew's mouth
Melted into Swiss Banks
That's how the world works
We like the Mamluks to America's Ottoman Turks
Fill the country 'til the bottom will burst

!#@$ pope, sniper scope shot him in Church
Warrior castle, slavery surviving ^!$$%s
Harlem North Philly nobody live-er ^!$$%s
Bittersweet Apocalypse I laugh at the end
Gun in your face, that'll be your moment to sin

'Cause when your world is over, mine just begins

[Hook]

Submit Corrections