To Be King-Killah Priest

[ti:To Be King] [ar:Killah Priest] [al:Elizabeth (Introduction To The Psychic)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]To Be King - Killah Priest [00:12.66]Alien abduction crack pipe seduction [00:15.35]His w**d lip proceed [00:16.47]To see sh*t for tellin' what's coming [00:18.78]Malachi York talk see Pale horses runnin' [00:21.84]Gray clouds gather over slave child and master [00:24.76]Dickies cap turn to a crown royal pen fell [00:27.94]Laid down this chapters [00:29.28]Red carpet hurling from God's hands [00:31.65]Out of heaven's projects 900 worlds before me [00:34.93]It's no objects [00:36.18]My six inner eyes foresee so cosmic [00:39.32]My heart beats outside of my chest [00:41.23]To be king these fools be lied on my death [00:43.85]God energy hides in my breath [00:45.94]I spit see divinity colliding with flesh [00:48.65]I speak jewels after diamonds are pressed [00:51.01]Inside my skulls are all the bodies [00:52.64]Of Orion compressed [00:53.94]Now come bless [00:54.55]To be king the child his death his glory [00:57.08]To be king the word of mouth his teks the story [01:00.07]To be king the child his death his glory [01:03.04]To be king the word of mouth his teks the story [01:05.59]My bars artery bleeds photography [01:08.07]See the artistry in galleries [01:09.77]Of galaxies and odyssey [01:11.37]Unroll the scrolls of dark prophecies [01:13.66]On top of black gothic pew [01:15.51]Reporting crimes that shift the globe [01:17.72]Priest the fallen rise his Book of Job [01:20.68]They said toxins finally took his toll [01:22.96]But look behold [01:24.01]I take you on a Brooklyn stroll [01:25.99]A street kid to a king in robe [01:28.21]Since a shorty throwin' dreams I hold [01:30.55]I'm having strange diagnoses [01:31.84]When I'm writing hopeless [01:33.57]I focus rhymes are drug potion potent [01:36.17]I fill my blood with a dosage [01:38.11]I see cop cars clapping at convicts in hot pursuits [01:41.64]Niggas shooting burners and hiring prostitute [01:44.14] [01:44.77]High heels dark corners Timb boots [01:47.29]Dealer with lots of loot [01:48.92]Demon in amour suits [01:50.22]Houses barnyards fill with militia groups [01:52.83]I also see a thousand palaces in the sky [01:55.86]My third-eye unchain a phoenix bird fly [01:58.28]I see hundred of prophets in my conscious [02:00.96]Reaching for my palm thru a fence [02:02.90]Than read the psalm you a prince [02:04.46] [02:05.76]To be king the child his death his glory [02:08.79]To be king the word of mouth his teks the story [02:11.80]To be king the child his death his glory [02:14.72]To be king the word of mouth his teks the story [02:17.58]My rap's bad poof for baptizing gangstas as old school [02:21.00]Niggas and killas rocking gold jewels [02:23.40]Visual pro-tools tryptamine sixteen [02:26.65]Xanax hands a sketch orbit trip [02:28.90]Hieroglyphs across ya eye lids screens [02:31.39]Livest kings rise of the machine [02:33.84]The manatees gold body [02:35.45]Volts run thru us Pope's Godly [02:37.72]His heart beats like God walk thru the streets [02:40.59]The three Killah P trilogy [02:42.55]Stoneheart of Mozart flow's dark [02:45.12]Blows wizardry gold frames [02:46.94]Flow on the stained glasses break it into fragments [02:50.42]On this canvas from the carving of the dragon [02:53.39]Blasting the futuristic model magnum [02:56.06]The hollow's atom the Red Sea under red sky [02:59.42]The Blood King Young Jedi [03:00.80] [03:01.32]The fire and the blood rise [03:03.00]Shoot outs his eyes and his mouth [03:04.89]Devour all [03:05.87]Power fall from the outer laws of the universe [03:08.69]I shoot a verse bring down his walls [03:10.78]Spread the flower for his morgue