Peace Killah Priest

Peace wassup man?

Chillin baby

I'm with you

Yo.. I wanna know what's goin on

Ever since that Basic Instruction Before Leavin Earth

I wanna know what you gonna do for us right now

It's been a while baby we waitin!

I've just been chillin been chillin

I been in the lab writin and stuff y'know?

I just been on my y'know knowhatI'msayin on some

Guns shootouts and crack sales

Black males who pack jails, trapped in hell

No peace, cold streets, surrounded by po-lice

this whole week, buildings with no heats

No lights, the gas pipes the snow leaks

Dog fights and lowlife throw dice the whole night

Thieves, creepin

in the midnight evenings, saw through the misty regions

Go to your house, take a vial for the demons

Moon in, the lunar eclipse

Prophets stand in the midst of the seven candlesticks

I can't take it, beauty that was once sacred

is now gettin facelifts, fake tits, and fake lips

Cold embraces

Memory erases, from the slaveships

My princess, I used to spot her from a distance

Holdin my infant, burnin incense

The moment intent, for her to step into my wife tents

Now we step in pre-sents, for your ebony prince

The small of frankencense; once treated like a pharoah

With royal apparel, annointed with myrrh and aloe

We used to wallow, amongst the mallows

We had herd sheep and cattle, now we battle

Used to pass over Brooks of Qe'ron

Towers of Lebanon, the pool of Gechron

We used to sing songs, upon Mount Hebron

How is gold turned to bronze, and shhh....

How is gold turned to bronze

We was the wisest and the richest, now we turn to snitches

Women turn to bitches, in the time of harvest