[Intro: (ChildAnnotate) Killah Priest] (One two, one two) No doubt (The microphones on) Cross my heart, hope to die (I've been waiting along time for this) Here we go, Killah Priest, '97, '98
[Killah Priest] It's the Byzantine king, supreme All kneel kiss the ring into a Elohim I blow steam from the families of the Macabees Smack emcees, watch 'em scream, "Your Majesty!" Make them suffer the capacity of tragedy Hold the crowd down like gravity Back the fuck off, stop grabbing me, hands off me Niggas start to bore me, I'm getting sleepy, I need some coffee Me and my Wu-bandits We bury niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage Like some mummies, you fucking dummies You can't take nothing from me It's the longest waited The most anticipated, the album hesitated Scream the name out, "Killah Priest!" I leave the blood spilling in the streets I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville The seven shields on windmills across the killing fields Never forget it, tell them rap critics I speak in arithmics So they can never get it, I'm too scientific Lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, thieves and killers tigers, gorillas, faces like Godzilla We stomp rappers and smile like a card dealer We got iller, cross my heart and hope to die We multiply, by the hundreds Drunken by the thousand, see me outside your show browsing Beating up your soundmen Player haters and players, we give 'em cold stares Any last prayers?
[Inspectah Deck] Concrete techniques, bomb beats that cause casualties My faculty, hold it down like gravity Rapidly threaten like weapons to adolescents Ghetto residentsquick to past tense your present State of the slums, kill for a plate of crumbs Fake ones, they're coarse with smiles with snake tongues I'm deep into this,I sometimes gasp for air Deadly warfare, hot blocks, cops, and cold stares Shots blare like fireworks on July the 4th Weapons get tossed, fugitive sliding off My forces combine, new world, 2009 Digital criminals, we make mills in cybercrime It's all planned ahead 2 times, I see the signs through a great mind The heaviest chains could not bind
[Chorus: Killah Priest] We stare you eye to eye We tell the truth no lie We cross our heart and hope to die.. hope to die..
[Genius/GZA] High ranked officials in armed tanks with missiles Blood drizzle, simple fact, you slept on the issue That before you started jerkin off Joysticks and Sega I was rocking off 100 watt amps in Cerwin-Vega True fine tune it, ship enough units MCs ask, "Who be those rhyme killers in masks?" No doubt, difficult task to last in the square Beware, infinite amount of darts is in the air I'm victorious with no opponents and blast through components With microphonics, watch the whole world live the moment Anything anti became approaching this Our incapable love speech remains motionless